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230 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 27, 2015
I'm not just pro-choice, I am super-pro-choice. Seeing the 'achievement' of China's one-child policy, which achieved its goals by eliminating millions of girls, I realize I want that same kind of choice. If and when me and the missus produce a junior, he or she had better not be redheaded, left-handed, potentially obese, or a fan of Coldplay. If the tests are as specific as I wish them to be (and they will be, in time, trust me), I will make sure to abort the ginger-haired, clumsy, porky brat with horrid taste in music. Oh the choices we'll have that will allow us to eliminate everyone we find objectionable! All we will have left are boys who look like Ryan Seacrest. And girls who look like Ryan Seacrest! If Hitler were alive today (and who says he isn't?), he would jump for joy (or Eva). He'd be so pleased to see the progress his Eugenics program has made.
I never trusted anyone who was ideologically pure. It made me flee the left when I was young (and caused many in lockstep to flee from me), and it creeps me out on the right. There is no possible way a conservative commentator can be right 100 percent of the time. Yet I often run into people on my side who maintain that it’s possible. As much as I admire my righty pals, they’ve been wrong. As much as I think I’m pretty smart, I’ve screwed up plenty. But ideological purity forbids you from even contemplating that. I had a coworker once tell me that he wouldn’t disagree with a conservative, and the reason? Strictly because he was a conservative. Even when the conservative was telling him to remember the cardinal rules of social liberalism: don’t sit on your lunch and never leave your pants in the taxi. Stupid, blind bias.