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This is truly one of the most bizarre things I've ever seen.

Back about 7 or 8 years ago, I wrote a short story called "Late Term Abortion." It was the second story I ever published to this site and you can click the link and still read the beginning of it. It's since been published in the collection called Man Against the Future (which is available digitally or signed from my online store).

It tells the story of a family who wants to abort their son after he becomes too rebellious. It's clearly fiction and was written to point out the absurdity of hating dissenting voices and showing the lengths some will go to to eliminate that dissent.

It was farce.

The story is so wonderfully absurd, I was convinced I'd turned the world off the idea.

I was wrong.

Meet Charlie Fuqua, an Arkansas politician running for their state legislature. He wrote in a book released this year:
 The maintenance of civil order in society rests on the foundation of family discipline. Therefore, a child who disrespects his parents must be permanently removed from society in a way that gives an example to all other children of the importance of respect for parents. The death penalty for rebellious children is not something to be taken lightly. The guidelines for administering the death penalty to rebellious children are given in Deut 21:18-21...
You can read the full passage and more about his ideas about killing children over at The Huffington Post. It was a two-fold shock for me. One, that there would be someone this maniacal run a competitive race for elective office, and two, that he'd use the basis of one of my absurd short stories as a talking point.

Wow.

Like I said if you want to read it, you can check out the beginning of the story here and pick up the full collection of short stories here.

The audio version will also be available before the end of the month.

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