Image: Art and Conceptions of Motherhood in Traditional Africa.
ca. 1975-1995, Côte d'Ivoire --- Image: Art and Conceptions of Motherhood in Traditional Africa. Pays Yacouba, Ivory Coast. | Location: Pays Yacouba, Ivory Coast. --- Image by © Charles & Josette Lenars/CORBIS

You should never attempt a logical approach to a topic like human life conception, or abortion, to which you have an emotional attachment. This is not to say that emotional attachments are not important or that they always cloud correct judgment, but they are certainly inflammable grounds where fires started cannot be expected to be adequately extinguished.

Spare yourselves!

In Ntoaboma, where I was born and bred, like many other Traditional Centers of Reason in Africa, there are observable truths. Such as: You plant something into the soil, you water it, a plant germinates and then it grows into corn ears for your harvest—you planted none other than corn. You plant something into the soil, you water it, a plant germinates and then it grows into bean pods for your harvest—you planted none other than beans.

One more example and you will get my point: You plant something into the soil, you water it, a plant germinates and then it grows into yam tubers for your harvest, you planted none other than yam.

Common sense, you think? Wait for the Metha’s reasoning.

For millennia, the adage has gone everywhere in Africa, a bird does not give birth to a crab. Elsewhere, the same has gone: You reap what you sow. Yet, the More-Educated Than His Ancestors, the METHA, and his handlers from Euro-American Leftist, Liberal Society see something very different and they insist on something else: You plant something, the Mother applies her nurturing, the Mother gives birth to the child, yet it is not a child let alone a Human life that was ever planted.

Worse, all human beings on this Earth have been born of woman, yet the METHA is fast imbibing his indoctrination from his colonial handlers in Euro-American Universities (replete with sex orgies, drug abuse and all) that we cannot even speak of Mothers, but “persons capable of impregnation” or “organic test tubes” or “pregnant technologies.” That is tantamount to calling the great soils of Ntoaboma, where we grow our sustenance “dust capable of germination” or “magic dust” or “miracle dust”!

Imagine referring to Mother Earth, in Ntoaboma, as a “rock capable of giving rise to life” or “magic rock”?

“Does life begin at conception?” Imagine telling a farmer in Ntoaboma that the corn he just planted, and engages with in a regular watering ritual, was never alive, and that it only received “conception” or life starting three or four weeks after planting? More, if some chickens dug out and ate all of the farmer’s corn from the ground before they had germinated—after all that hard work of planting—that the chicken has not robbed the farmer of his corn, but only of “something capable of corn” or “magic sparks”? Imagine chickens fully engaged in the abortion of corn!

Does life begin at conception? This very question is the height of trans-humanist posturing that has no place in a civilization of Human Beings. The METHA’s casuistry about Human Life, its conception, and even his discussions about rights to abort it or kill it, are all devoid of basic Human civilizational wisdom and experience.

There’s something very cold, mechanical, robotic, i.e. devoid of all humanity and decency, about the way and manner in which the METHA and his handlers from Euro-America discuss human life. One can only wonder what new psychopathy has emerged among the Metha and his Euro-American handlers!

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  1. I believe that stores should stop selling seeds and label the packages as “magic bits that are capable of producing corn.” This would both confuse and awaken people at the same time.


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