Standing where religious martyrs were held and tortured in Britain’s turbulent
reformation, I could think of one cause I would stake my life on: a woman’s right to be
educated, to have a life beyond the home and to be allowed by law and custom to order
her own life as she chooses. And that includes complete control over her own fertility. Yet
something strange is happening to this belief that has, for so long, shaped my core; my
moral certainty about abortion is wavering, my absolutist position is under siege.
It’s not a baby, it’s a foetus, you God-squaddies, the teenage me would have crowed at the
pro-lifers. It’s a woman’s body, her choice, end of, I would have proclaimed in whatever
patois we were speaking back then. The report last week by the Royal College of
Obstetricians and Gynaecologists, which found that the human foetus cannot feel pain
before 24 weeks, would have been waved triumphantly at anyone who crossed my path,
along with an invitation to be taught the meaning of pain. This is not, you see, a rational
debate, but one of passion and vitriol and tribalism.
Then came a baby, and everything changed. I think of it as the Anna Karenina
conundrum. If you read the book as a teenager, you back her choices with all the passion
of youth. Love over convention, go Anna! Then you have children and realise that Anna
abandons her son to shack up with a pretty soldier, and then her daughter when she
jumps under a train. She becomes a selfish witch. Having a baby paints the world an
entirely different hue. Black and white no longer quite cut it.
The abortion issue hinges on the notion of life. The pro-life position is clear: a baby is a
life, with rights, from the instant of conception. The pro-choice position insists that we are
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talking only about a potential life, with no rights. An embryo is not a person.
Baldly, the debate is foetal rights versus reproductive rights. But you won’t see such
dispassionate wording from the campaigners. Both sides are adept at using language to
further their position. Women terminate pregnancies or kill their babies, depending on
who is talking. In pro-life propaganda, the gory details are recounted with a prurient
relish — during a suction abortion, a foetus is “decapitated and dismembered”.
If scientists had established that an early foetus can feel pain, rather than the reverse, the
pro-lifers would have seized on it, but actually it makes little difference to the central
arguments on either side. Either a foetus is a life from conception, or it is not — ability to
feel pain is not, in itself, a defining factor.
In fact, a definition of life is extraordinarily difficult to arrive at. Friedrich Engels said:
“Life is the state of being of proteins.” But no single definition is agreed by scientists or
philosophers. Some scientists argue that the Universe is set up in such a way to make the
spontaneous eruption of life inevitable — Christian de Duve, the Nobel-prizewinning
biologist, called life a “cosmic imperative”. Others claim that the existence of life is so
unlikely that it is a miraculous fluke. Either way, there is something utterly extraordinary
in the notion that we are all recycled matter — that our atoms were once part of
something else, animate or inanimate, and that some miracle of assembly created me or
you.
Any other conclusion is a convenient lie that we on the pro-choice side of the debate tell
ourselves to make us feel better about the action of taking a life. That little seahorse shape
floating in a willing womb is a growing miracle of life. In a resentful womb it is not a life,
but a foetus — and thus killable.
But you cannot separate women’s rights from their right to fertility control. The single
biggest factor in women’s liberation was our newly found ability to impose our will on our
biology. Abortion would have been legal for millennia had it been men whose prospects
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and careers were put on sudden hold by an unexpected pregnancy. The mystery pondered
on many a girls’ night out is how on earth men, bless them, managed to hang on to
political and cultural hegemony for so long. The only answer is that they are not in hock to
their biology as much as we are. Look at a map of the world and the right to abortion on
request correlates pretty exactly with the expectation of a life unburdened by misogyny.
As ever, when an issue we thought was black and white becomes more nuanced, the
answer lies in choosing the lesser evil. The nearly 200,000 aborted babies in the UK each
year are the lesser evil, no matter how you define life, or death, for that matter. If you are
willing to die for a cause, you must be prepared to kill for it, too.
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