Of Women - Part One
I, too, have been a bastard. In my funkadelic years at the deli, we had the greatest gang - we would all go out dancing, drinking, parties, drugs, camping, movies, studying, sex, and so on. Three of us once broke into the local zoo - only one of us got caught. What a night! Jello shots were to blame.
Things started winding down when people started getting pregnant. One friend (#1) told me that she was having an abortion - or had had an abortion - I forget which. Confidentially, I suggested she talk to another friend who had just had an abortion, saying that they would surely have a lot to share, and could help each other.
I don't remember how I knew the other friend (#2) had had an abortion. She might have told me, but it is more likely that her boyfriend, (who was my best friend at the time), told me. Anyway, when friend #1 contacted friend #2, the latter got very angry at me. So, she unloaded on me: "How could you tell someone something so private?!" It was hell, following from good intentions... It was discouraging that my progressive hopes, disguised as meddling, had tumbled down, when our whole group had always been so daringly progressive!
Later, she came up to me and said that she had talked with friend #1. About their abortions. It was really productive. She said that I had done the right thing.
So, you see, I have also been a bastard.
Things started winding down when people started getting pregnant. One friend (#1) told me that she was having an abortion - or had had an abortion - I forget which. Confidentially, I suggested she talk to another friend who had just had an abortion, saying that they would surely have a lot to share, and could help each other.
I don't remember how I knew the other friend (#2) had had an abortion. She might have told me, but it is more likely that her boyfriend, (who was my best friend at the time), told me. Anyway, when friend #1 contacted friend #2, the latter got very angry at me. So, she unloaded on me: "How could you tell someone something so private?!" It was hell, following from good intentions... It was discouraging that my progressive hopes, disguised as meddling, had tumbled down, when our whole group had always been so daringly progressive!
Later, she came up to me and said that she had talked with friend #1. About their abortions. It was really productive. She said that I had done the right thing.
So, you see, I have also been a bastard.