Since you're now without much option, you apply for a job at the local Wal-Mart (pretty much the only business left in town, thanks to the deregulatory measures put into place by "pro-life" republicans) for minimum wage (which still remains at sub-poverty level, thanks to the "pro-business" policies of the "pro life" republicans.)
On this generous wage, you manage to get a small one-room apartment, and bid your parents a tearful goodbye. Unfortunately, the apartment is in an industrial section of town- the only place unpleasant enough to offer rent low enough that you can pay it.
But, you make the best of it. You work 12-hour shifts at the Wal-Mart, and since workplace regulations have been relaxed by "pro-life" republicans, you don't earn any overtime- your life is reduced to a cycle of sleep, eat, work, sleep, eat, work.
You keep at it- running the treadmill, for a year or so- until one day, you come down with a nasty lung condition. Ya see, the factories in the area in which you live have been freed of air emission standards by "pro-life" republicans, and it turns out that, since you moved into your treasured apartment, you've been breathing in solid grams of mercury, benzine, and acetylene, daily.
You fall ill- seriously ill, and can't come to work for a week- but you soon learn the same lesson that your mother did, when she gave birth to you- it doesn't pay to be ill for too long. Thanks to the policies instituted by "Pro-life" republicans, workers have no rights, and as your condition goes from bad to worse, you lose your job.
At the end of the month, you can't pay rent, as you've been bed-ridden, and can't find a new job.
Out on the streets, you try your best. All free clinics have been shut down, because "pro-life" republicans have deemed them as a breeding ground for "immoral behavior," but you keep fighting. You go to the emergency room, but are turned away, because in the years since your birth, "pro-life" republicans have determined that the obligations of hospitals to offer sustainable health care are a "drain on the taxpayer." You go to the local church, but they're overwhelmed- "Faith based initiatives" have been tumpeted by "pro-life" republicans, yet haven't gotten 1/10 the support they need to provide the care they would wish to provide.
Your condition is getting worse, and one day, in the depths of winter, during a lucid moment (which are growing fewer and farther between, with each passing day,) You venture outside into the alley behind the church which has become your last refuge, and look up....
It's snowing. In a flash, you're brought back to your childhood- you remember the first time you saw the majesty of this simple wonder of nature- it was with your grandfather, who was your companion, and tutor, when you were young- you remember the years of trials, triumphs, and ultimate failure that your life has become, and you wonder- who are those, so far high above you, who have defined these parameters, which have defned your life? President Frist has always, with a quavering voice, spoken so piously of the sanctity of life.
Vice-president Delay has always spoken of the wonder and joy of a life that "god" (as Delay defined it) provides, yet...
Where are these great "pro-life" leaders, now, as you huddle, alone, forgotten, and forsaken?
Suddenly- you feel warmth enfolding you, you're so tired, so dispirited, and without any hope, you just offer yourself to the comfort, and release.
Five days later, your body is discovered, frozen, and unmarked.
Thanks to the policies of "pro-life" republicans, your body is dumped in the nearest landfill, because "pro-life" republicans have passed the "poverty renewal act", which stipulates that any unclaimed bodies of the "new urban deceased" aren't worthy of any public funds- after all- under the majority rule of "pro-life" republicans, 30,000 US dead in the past year alone have returned from the new battlefields in Syria and Iran- and, as we all know- any question of governmental "pro-life" policies means you're "with the terrorists".
I'm pro-life. I want my tax dollars to go to museums, libraries, veterans, and improving the lives of every american. Do I care about a 16-cell fetus? No. I don't. I'm more concerned about the impoverished family (which is comprised of LIVING, BREATHING human beings, not fetuses) that's struggling to make do with a minimum-wage income, and two kids, who need the education that it required to pull them out of the american quagmire, that grows stickier, every day, under the legislative practices of "pro-life" republicans.
Those republicans, and fundie christians, who cling to the "pro life" label, are in no way "pro-life"- what they are, is "pro-birth"- as long as you make it through the birth canal, they're satisfied- and you're on your own- you're fair game for their "starving the beast" mentality.
While Bill Frist, Rush Limbaugh, Glen Beck, and Tom Delay hunger for a world in which every sperm that enters an ovum results in more cannon fodder for their sick neocon worldview, I long for a world in which every child that it born has access to free and universal healthcare, well-staffed schools, HeadStart, monumental libraries and museums, educational television and radio, and a culture that's willing to spend 300 billion on making life better for the average american, rather than on an unconstitutional and illegal war.
Thus, I am pro-life, in a more concrete, comprehensive, and coherent way than the most diehard, fundamentalist christian republican could ever hope to understand.
'nuff said.