Susie Bright's entry today
is about how flicks of women carrying their children to term (rather than aborting) are getting popular all of a sudden. Essentially, she's disturbed about how there's no one romanticizing the other side: the relief of having had an abortion (smushmortion).
I suppose it's possible to think of some hilarious scenarios -- to vie with movies like Knocked Up
-- where you learn something about yourself after having had an abortion. You could play up all your faults beforehand in an amusing way, and then have the grand climax be like, "ta da! post-abortion, all is good! I've learned my lesson about not wanting kids in my life and not taking a risk with non-super-protected sex!"
... No, wait, that's really not all that amusing. In real life, I'm sure abortion -- like any other medical procedure -- can be a great relief. But it's not the stuff of Hollywood romantic comedies. It's not possible to come up with a counterpart, romanticizing abortion, because that's like romanticizing um... medicines that get rid of athelete's foot. Yes, I'm sure that after you've had the medication, you learn your lesson about wearing proper footwear in locker rooms, so you never get athlete's foot again. But that lesson is not the stuff of good stories. There's no way to draw out the lesson in storybook form.
I suppose my point is basically this: stories are not real life. Movies are not real life. Anyone who's ever watched a picture-perfect family on TV and thought they could make their own family dynamics work that way knows that. Anyone who's ever watched a horribly violent movie and compared it to their own lives knows this.
Or, to put it another way: in real life, no one is heroic and plucky. Everyone is just plodding along doing their best.
If Ms. Bright's point is that people would like to believe in heroes, and that carrying along an unplanned pregnancy is the more heroic course (therefore people will do it) ... um, well, carrying a pregnancy to term IS the more heroic route. It's the more torturous, annoying, grinding route, where you get a few more smiles from other people for it, and therefore it's the more "heroic" one. Along the lines of "heroism often gets you hurt," I'm sure some people really do want to be Lancelot, too.
However heroic, carrying an unplanned pregnancy to term is not always the wiser or smarter course, though, and it's not the more expedient one. If the complaint is that we don't value wisdom or expedience enough in Hollywood, well... okay. Duh. Want to complain that the men in romance novels don't actually exist, too?* * *
In loosely-associated thoughts, along the lines of "wisdom that tends to get ignored": if you want to really ensure that you aren't going to get preggers and you still want to have sex, you have to use at least two forms of birth control. People do get pregnant using just condoms alone, or just the Pill alone. Yes, that could be you.
More words of wisdom that tend to get ignored: if you happen to get preggers and are in no way ready for the child financially, and don't think it's possible to take 9 months off of work to bear a child to term while hoping to give the kid away to someone else, then get an abortion. Our screwed-up healthcare and social-support system is not set up to support the adoption system, or mothers who don't have money or time to take off 9 months (and it looks bad on a resume, to boot), or any alternative between "abort" and "raise the child yourself."