We lost. On a historical scale they are saying. After midterm elections here in the U.S., many of my friends are celebrating, calling it the first day of hope they have had in a while. “Women finally have reproductive freedom and equality!” they say. So I ask myself, am I on the wrong side of history?
I consider those in the past who were on the wrong side of history. Then I consider where my feet are currently planted and I compare the two.
Those on the wrong side of history designated groups of people as objects to be used, or disposed of. To instill their perspective, they dehumanized the group to such a degree that it took years upon years to remove such a stain. So deeply entrenched in their determination to strip human rights away that they perpetrated some of the most vile acts in history.
Those on the wrong side of history justified their violence over and over again to diminish its severity.
Those on the wrong side of history oppressed and smothered their opposition, cutting off access to free speech. They ensured that those they tyrannized had no way of vocalizing their pain or calling for help.
Those on the wrong side of history sought only their own personal gain. The rungs on the ladders of success were indeed human beings, obstacles to overcome.
Those on the wrong side of history have always failed to recognize the inherent value of human life.
My feet are firmly planted on the side of history that does value all human life. That recognizes the unborn “fetus” in the womb and chooses to call it “baby”. That uses its voice to speak for the voiceless. That believes deeply in humanity’s ability to protect and empower both the mother and the child. That understands some women are scared and vulnerable but also understands this reality doesn’t negate the vulnerability of the baby within them.
In light of these reflections, I am completely at peace with the side of history I have chosen.
By Alexis Tarkalson