26th, May 2025

Black Lawyer
3 days ago
2 min read

Entry Title: The Womb Is Not a Witness Stand

Filed under: Forced Birth & Other Male Fantasies

Dearest Diary,

On this Memorial Day weekend, as America drapes itself in flags and speaks solemnly of freedom, I find myself in a courtroom where liberty is once again gendered.

We honour the fallen for dying in service to freedom. But tell me, Diary—what of the women forced to surrender their bodies in service to someone else’s beliefs?

Today I watched a man insist that his ex be compelled to carry a pregnancy to term, citing “sanctity of life.” His résumé included three DUIs, two unpaid child support orders, and a Glock-shaped vape pen.

He wore a suit.

She wore shame.

The judge nodded.

Darling, the battlefield is no longer overseas. It is internal, intimate. The uterus is now conscripted. The womb, a war zone. The woman? Drafted without consent.

We once asked if life began at conception.

Now we ask if choice ends at penetration.

This isn’t about babies. It’s about power. Control. Theocratic cosplay in a courtroom setting. And the casualties? They’re not in uniform. They’re in stirrups.

And the same men writing these laws?

They’ll ghost you.

They’ll pay for their mistress’s abortion.

They’ll tweet Bible verses while texting burner phones.

I represented a 14-year-old girl once—raped, pregnant, terrified. CPS said termination would violate “state ethics.” The judge agreed: “We cannot sanction murder.”

But forcing a child to become a mother? That was morality.

Today, as we memorialize those who died for freedom, let us ask:

Which freedoms still survive? And for whom?

Because if bodily autonomy isn’t sacred on American soil, then what exactly are we defending?

I remain, Sovereign. Sentient. No longer silent.