Lydia and Abortion

Lydia shows up for her boxing lesson at my home away from home, Gleason's Boxing Gym.  The name Lydia cracks me up.  It reminds me of Groucho Marx's song from "The Circus." She's a nice kid, in her twenties.

Somehow she mentions Romney and she says she wishes he would stay out of women's organs and their rights. Women don't know who their real enemies are.  That's why they often date bad boys.  That's why they mistakenly approve of Obama, a slickster who has cost them a disproportionate amount of jobs and who panders to them for votes.

Romney's position on abortion has flipped. I'm not even sure what it is.  But I'm sure he doesn't want to be inside of Lydia's organs. He appears a happily married man.  

Anyhow abortion is a distraction not a major issue.  Abortions will not disappear no matter who is elected.  They will continue but they will avoid such obscenities as partial birth abortions and infanticide, something Obama consistently allowed in Illinois.

Instead of abortions let's concentrate on Obama's 8.2 per cent unemployment and his increase of the GDP by a measly 1.7 per cent in 2011.  Never has a president been re-elected with such statistics.  Thankfully.  As we all remember Obama said when he was elected that if he didn't reduce unemployment below 8 per cent he would not deserve another term.

I show Lydia how to throw a hook on the heavy bag.  I want her to keep it tight and fast.

"You don't have to worry that Romney is going to stop abortion.  He will just try to stop Obama's fiscal insanity and straighten out the economy.  With Obama throwing away trillions on green energy and national healthcare no one will be able to afford an abortion anyhow." 

"I have to admit that Obama spends like the nouveau riche," Lydia says. "He identifies with the ninety-nine per cent but he lives like a king."

"Obama mouths cheap platitudes about making abortions available but does nothing to solve the real, difficult problems of the nation," I say.

"I have to admit that we lost our space program, some of our nuclear weapons and our credit rating," Lydia says.

"At least we agree on that," I say.

I tell Lydia that I am for abortion.  Maybe, maybe not.  I can't afford to lose her as a student and liberal women are opinionated and not very forgiving.

Lydia tells me she just got back from Greece.  She is Greek but admits that all the people there are lazy and don't work.  How could she support Obama, the food stamp king?

I put up the speed bag for her.  She is learning.  Nice rhythm.  I have to keep my mouth shut more. My political opinions could cost me customers.  Particularly, in liberal Brooklyn.  The land of same opinions and not very original mind sets.

Lydia shows up for her boxing lesson at my home away from home, Gleason's Boxing Gym.  The name Lydia cracks me up.  It reminds me of Groucho Marx's song from "The Circus." She's a nice kid, in her twenties.

Somehow she mentions Romney and she says she wishes he would stay out of women's organs and their rights. Women don't know who their real enemies are.  That's why they often date bad boys.  That's why they mistakenly approve of Obama, a slickster who has cost them a disproportionate amount of jobs and who panders to them for votes.

Romney's position on abortion has flipped. I'm not even sure what it is.  But I'm sure he doesn't want to be inside of Lydia's organs. He appears a happily married man.  

Anyhow abortion is a distraction not a major issue.  Abortions will not disappear no matter who is elected.  They will continue but they will avoid such obscenities as partial birth abortions and infanticide, something Obama consistently allowed in Illinois.

Instead of abortions let's concentrate on Obama's 8.2 per cent unemployment and his increase of the GDP by a measly 1.7 per cent in 2011.  Never has a president been re-elected with such statistics.  Thankfully.  As we all remember Obama said when he was elected that if he didn't reduce unemployment below 8 per cent he would not deserve another term.

I show Lydia how to throw a hook on the heavy bag.  I want her to keep it tight and fast.

"You don't have to worry that Romney is going to stop abortion.  He will just try to stop Obama's fiscal insanity and straighten out the economy.  With Obama throwing away trillions on green energy and national healthcare no one will be able to afford an abortion anyhow." 

"I have to admit that Obama spends like the nouveau riche," Lydia says. "He identifies with the ninety-nine per cent but he lives like a king."

"Obama mouths cheap platitudes about making abortions available but does nothing to solve the real, difficult problems of the nation," I say.

"I have to admit that we lost our space program, some of our nuclear weapons and our credit rating," Lydia says.

"At least we agree on that," I say.

I tell Lydia that I am for abortion.  Maybe, maybe not.  I can't afford to lose her as a student and liberal women are opinionated and not very forgiving.

Lydia tells me she just got back from Greece.  She is Greek but admits that all the people there are lazy and don't work.  How could she support Obama, the food stamp king?

I put up the speed bag for her.  She is learning.  Nice rhythm.  I have to keep my mouth shut more. My political opinions could cost me customers.  Particularly, in liberal Brooklyn.  The land of same opinions and not very original mind sets.

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