Why anti-choice people enrage me--Part 2

The very people who stand in front of abortion clinics, heckling frightened young women, are the same people who would say "huh?" if you brought up the subject of factory farming with them. They are willing to go to jail to save a fetus, but will sit down to dine on cows, sheep, pigs, and chickens that have been obscenely tortured, then inhumanely killed. They will wear leather without flinching, and do not want to know about the terrible treatment of the lab animals that were used to make their lipstick and aftershave.

Many of us do not think that being human means we have the right to eat and wear other animals. That is our deep conviction. But even realizing that many others do not feel that way, it is nevertheless puzzling that anyone would consent to eating and wearing animals who have been tortured, whose entire lives have been filled with misery, and whose deaths have been painful. But that is what factory farming is all about.

When confronted with the reality of factory farming, people say "I don't want to know."

Of all the social movements which I do not support, the one I can best understand is the anti-choice movement because I understand someone's trying to value life. But to value only pre-human life is, to me, bizarre. A fetus (or a brain-dead woman) must be saved, no matter what. But a living, breathing, endangered human child, or a living, breathing, tortured non-human creature simply does not matter at all.