I grew up in a country and at a time where I could not support the notion that I could tell a woman what to do except in so far as it concerned my body and my person and what she could not do with impunity to me. No, I cannot tell a woman what to do with her body, no matter how cliché opponents to a woman’s legal access to her right to choose think it sounds. There are legislators who imagine it is the governments job to do so, even if they carefully couch their arguments about abortion in language that raises the specter of having to protect the constitutional and human rights of a fetus or more ridiculously, an embryo. I am not relishing the idea that a Republican candidate could win the election. But then, the Germans did vote for the Nazis