It’s laughable to think of my tiny little Yasmin pills, which I dub Magic Pills because of the excellent job they’ve been doing the last five years, purveyors of death. Preventing ovulation (which is what the pill does) means there isn’t a “life” in my uterus to begin with. Therefore, none can be aborted.

That explanation is probably cliched and commonplace at this point, but it seems as though some still don’t get it.