[Tampa Tribune, December 3, 1989]
When I was in college the bumper sticker on my car read "Don't labor under a misconception --legalize abortion". I was one of a handful of feminists on my campus, back in the days when we were jeered at as "bra-burning women's libbers". As we struggled against a hazy sea of sexism, abortion rights was a visible banner, a concrete, measurable goal. Though our other foes were elusive, within the fragile boundary of our skin, at least, we would be sovereign. What could be more personal? How could any woman oppose it? I oppose it now. It has been a slow process, my path from a pro-choice to a pro-life position, and I know that unintended pregnancy raises devastating problems. But I can no longer avoid the realization that legalizing abortion was the wrong solution; we have let in a Trojan Horse whose hidden betrayal we've just begun to see.