You know, I had an abortion. The doctor was fat, dirty and furtive. He left hastily after it was accomplished, leaving me bleeding. The daughter of the landlords assisted me and never said a word of it. He was Emma Goldman's lover; that's why I have never had any use for Emma.
So said Servant of God Dorothy Day
, in a private conversation reported on by Fr. James Martin, S.J. — Dorothy Day and Abortion: A New Conversation Surfaces
. News of the abortion is not new; she never spoke of it publicly because she didn't live long enough into America's "confessional" culture. Just as Count Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy
could only allude indirectly to abortion in Anna Karenina
, in Day's day, it was almost universally considered an abomination, and most certainly never a "right."
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