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[mothwentbad]

The following has been added to the petition against the Bush birth control proposalI am opposed to President Bush's proposed rule to allow federal funding that is specifically designed to prevent unintended pregnancy and promote reproductive health to now be used for anything but that

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[vee_ecks]

"Take for a moment that there are souls in this petri dish, and that every three day old blastocyst is en-souled. Well unfortunately embryos at that age can split into twins. So what's happening there? We have one soul turning into two souls? Embryos at a later stage can fuse back into what is called a chimera-a single individual born of two embryos. So do we have two souls becoming one soul? This arithmetic of souls doesn't make much sense."

And fucking imagine Heaven. Crawling with zillions and zillions of horrifying lumps of flesh, oort clouds of fertilized eggs flying everywhere, legless, armless, faceless, headless, ten-eared, ears up the ass, asses all over the face, organs hanging out little mutanti running all over the damn place, all of them shrieking HALLELOOOOOOOO in their shrill little cartoon voices over and over and over and over...

BTW, Mr. Hair was not nearly explorey enough.

[mothwentbad]

My next essay will be even worse, or maybe I won't even write it. Can't start. Bah.

[vee_ecks]

Actually, I didn't notice the second draft. Perhaps the explorey is there.

[mothwentbad]

Anyway, it was supposed to be a character portrait, so it's not supposed to be about me angsting. And I have no idea who the man behind the persona is. He's kinda nuts, but with his reasons.

[vee_ecks]

Dude, I was just being stupid. It's late and I'm loopy. I couldn't really think of any response, sorry. The picture of the teacher was actually pretty vivid in my head.

[mothwentbad]

Well, whatever. It's cool.

I was thinking about making this next essay my great screed about the triumphs of naturalism, but I can't seem to find a starting point. He wants some weird hybrid of informational stuff and personal experience. Whatever.