Here’s a test:
I’m holding a baby in one hand and a petri dish holding a fetus in the other.
I’m going to drop one. You chose which.
If you really truly believe a fetus is the same thing as a baby, it should be impossible for you to decide. You should have to flip a coin, that’s how impossible the decision should be.
Shot in the dark, you saved the baby.
Because you’re aware there’s a difference.
Now admit it
the fetus is in a petri dish, its already dead.
I got mad at my mom earlier for trying to throw away a jar. “That’s my jar,” I said.
the worst thing about taking naps is you expect to wake up afterwards feeling well-rested but instead you feel like you died and you forget who you are