How it’s gonna be, and Plan B

I realize the recent uptick in political posts is getting on some people’s nerves. To these people I offer the same options my mother always gave my sister and me on car trips: “like it or lump it, buckos.”

See also: “A dictatorship, not a democracy.” And in case you need help finding it, there’s the door.

With that, does everyone know that one of the physicians Bush appointed to the FDA’s Reproductive Health Drugs Advisory Committee, Dr. W. David Hager, allegedly refuses to prescribe the birth control pill to unmarried women in his private practice?

He’s also contributed to science with the following groundbreaking books:

  • Stress and the Woman’s Body
    Co-written with his wife. From one Amazon review: “Hager’s solution to stress is for women to quit work, to resume their ‘natural’ rhythms as ‘home economists.’ Shades of a Handmaid’s Tale and other dystopian visions of theocratic societies that want to put women back in their ‘place’; Time says it “puts ‘an emphasis on the restorative power of Jesus Christ in one’s life’ and recommends specific Scripture readings and prayers for such ailments as headaches and premenstrual syndrome”; and

According to this month’s Mother Jones, Haber was instrumental in blocking the over-the-counter sale of Plan B, a “morning-after pill” that drastically reduces the risk of pregnancy when taken shortly after intercourse.

Haber evidently subscribes to the belief that “access to the pill might cause young girls to be more promiscuous,” although he acknowledges that there’s no evidence for this proposition. Newsflash, Mr. Hager: if the good little Christians at the fundamentalist junior high school I attended are any indication, the kids are gonna fuck — on the church playground if necessary.

With guys like Hager on board, one wonders if the FDA plans to revive the “wandering uterus” theory of female hysteria.

For more information about Hager and the Christian right’s FDA agenda, see “Bush’s war on science.” (Thanks to Emma for the link.)


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