When it comes to adoption, I'm incredibly biased. Although I was conceived in rape,
my birthmom chose to be stronger than her circumstances. She rejected
the further violence of abortion, and gave me life and the gift of adoption. I grew up in a family of fifteen; nine of my twelve other
siblings were also adopted. We were all loved like crazy by prolifers
who are always absurdly accused of not caring for children after they're
born.