Depriving the desperately poor of India of birth control -- or, as you suggest might be defensible, of sexual love (the sluts get exactly what's coming to them seems to be implied; what about the soon to be starving infants and street children, what was their culpability?) -- seems so very much not a manifestation of love. Somehow.
The cartoon of Mother Teresa is lovely.
But... she cared about as much about human suffering as twfowler does; and if twfowler doesn't oppose birth control for the poverty stricken masses huddling to be fed in Calcutta, then she cared about it even less.
I didn't make this up. Mother Teresa did not want the poor of India, who have no overabundance of pleasure and joy in their lives, to be able to have sexual love without creating children they could not feed, clothe, house, educate, buy medicine for.
Not even feed.
Life is not a cartoon.
As for the position you articulate that women shouldn't have sex if they don't want children, LOL.
When I lived in Africa, depo provera was very in demand in spite of its possible side effects being explained fully to the women who came to the clinics. For one reason only. The husband couldn't tell. There is no place in a thatched rondavel to hide pills. The IUD could be felt.
And the idea that Mother T should tell anyone else that they MUST give up sex or else because Mother T doesn't believe in birth control makes me feel faint. That is not love, however sweet the smile with which the news is delivered. It is twisted and ugly. It is power mad. It is wildly cruel. |
