LETTER: Flowery euphemisms for a gruesome procedure
Updated May 30, 2019 - 9:51 pm
Let’s tell it frankly and truthfully: “Reproductive freedom” is a flowery euphemism for a table holding bloody baby parts that a tech must reassemble, much like the FAA does a crashed aircraft, to make sure they “got it all.” We are becoming blind to the reality of butchery by means of the use of soothing words.
