Big review day today!

Once Written has published a set of my reviews - Beyond the Blonde and Cheating at Solitaire, and somewhere on there should be a review of Drop Dead Blonde. And I Love a Mystery Newsletter has just posted my reviews for Married to the Mop and Nail Biter. I'm also told that Reviewing the Evidence will be putting up my review of Out of Order when it updates late this afternoon. (This is an India-themed mystery, Bollywood fans!)

All links on my LJ, top of the links list on the right.

On the upcoming Women's Rights battles

I haven't had anything to say so far about South Dakota banning abortion or the Supreme Court agreeing to judge the so-called "Partial Birth" abortion ban. Aside from pointing out that these challenges to Roe vs Wade have come practically before the ink is dry on all the right-wing press releases calling liberals "nuts" for worrying about RvW and reassuring women that they wouldn't lose any rights under a shifted court, there is nothing yet to say. When deliberations open is the time to remind the media how the March for Women's Lives had more participants than any two, possibly three, anti-Roe demonstrations put together, to remind the courts that the 14th Amendment applies to women as well as the contents of their uterus, and to remind the Administration that slightly over 1/2 of the population is female and we vote.

Until then, I have two things culled from the friends list. First, in a link found by nemo_wistar, the truthful rebuttal to one of those "Don't abort me, mommy!" manifestos.
month 1
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Actually, at 7 weeks, you're only .25cm long (1/10th of an inch). Your heart is the size of a poppyseed, and you have no ears, arms, or legs, so you cannot hear or wave. At least half of the embryos that reach this stage are miscarried, often so early that the miscarriage is not even recognized, and Mommy probably didn't know she was pregnant!

And better yet, meowse via metaquotes, The advertising campaign they should use in South Dakota and everywhere else the "no abortions" bill is tried:
I want to see billboards going up that show a pregnant 12-year-old with the headline "Please don't make me bear my stepfather's baby."

I want to see billboards with a 22-year-old woman with black eyes and split lips and abrasions on her cheeks, and the headline "Please don't make me bear my rapist's baby."

I want to see billboards with a 16-year-old girl holding a textbook in front of her belly, and the headline "Please don't make me drop out of school."

I want to see billboards with a 34-year-old woman with dishwater hands saying "If I can't work, my other three kids can't eat."