So I had maybe my worst thought yet ever so far today.
I was at work, at the day job--which is the pleasant, nuclear-friendly atmosphere--and two mothers came in with their two sets of twins. Not pleasant children. They--perhaps 3 years old each?--clearly knew exactly where the limits lay. They were more than a match for their escorts, and the escorts recognized this with frazzled toleration and appeasing sarcasm.
I thought: I wonder if you can get just one abortion? You know, like leave one of them in there?
It was a pretty hot day, for Seattle.