f**king bat**** mental thing to say to a polite enquiry about her baby is the real issue here
http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2015/sep/30/i-didnt -get-the-prenatal-tests-for-downs-syndrome-heres-why#comment s
I am four months pregnant and, while I don’t feel remotely maternal yet, this will be a precious and much loved child. I have reached the point at which it will soon be possible to know the gender and so, wherever I go, people ask: “Will you find out if it’s a girl or a boy?”
Last week a friendly young sales assistant asked me just that as I trawled clothing racks looking for elastic waisted pants. I said “no” and added that I had not had the test for Down’s syndrome either because if I had found that my child was at risk, I would not have wanted to abort. “That’s the real question,” I said, “the one that people really should ask about.”
f**king bat**** mental thing to say to a polite enquiry about her baby is the real issue here
"Do you know what you're having yet"
"No, nor do I know if it'll be ginger, have a cleft palate or inclinations to be trans"
it's bat**** mental
There was the one recently about how white people barbecuing was racist, for starters. Or pretty much anything by Jessica Valenti.
http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2015/jul/04/barbecu e-american-tradition-enslaved-africans-native-americans