tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313619789867890776.post848387855720572127..comments2022-11-15T02:12:59.996-08:00Comments on Journey into the bubble: The way forwardAlison Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15925733522772745541noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313619789867890776.post-3608277107912357112009-10-28T07:24:49.752-07:002009-10-28T07:24:49.752-07:00During World War 2 there was a place, I believe in...During World War 2 there was a place, I believe in South-West France, where pregnant young women could go to deliver their illegitimate babies. They were allowed complete anonymity: Mlle (or indeed Mme) X. After this the women could walk away and hear no more of their children. They must have had what they saw as good reasons: the moral climate of the time, fear of retributive persecution if the child had been fathered by a member of the occupying forces. I suspect that some women had been raped. No records were kept of the women’s names. <br /><br />Your mention of a television documentary brought back a memory of a television programme I once saw. I think I watched it at my mother-in-law’s house which meant it was probably Saturday tea-time. It was presented by a doctor (I suspect gynaecologist) called Rob Buckman, who was a sperm donor. (I remember thinking “How could you, with that nose!”). He had a conversation via video link with a man who put the usual moral and religious grounds against AID. He made mincemeat of the poor man, who did not appear to be particularly intelligent or articulate. Since reading your blog, it seems rather distasteful that such a subject should be proposed as tea-time entertainment. I cannot remember exactly when this programme was; I think perhaps in the early eighties. At one point a scan was performed on a pregnant woman and the foetus was found to be male. This was something new and exciting at the time. <br /><br />Your comment about the right to have children no matter what the cost is one of the most intelligent and relevant remarks of all time. One can foresee and Orwellian or Huxley-esque world where one carries an identity card with one’s DNA bar code on, to avoid incestuous couplings.josettetravellinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01991817147328019403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313619789867890776.post-18528561625213982582009-10-28T01:42:21.123-07:002009-10-28T01:42:21.123-07:00Thank you so much for your kind comment. My adopt...Thank you so much for your kind comment. My adoptive brother has no contact with me now. Unfortunately he married someone who wanted him to cut out me and my mother's side of the family which he did. Years ago he did talk to me about contacting his birth family and I encouraged him to do so but it was not a great success. I haven't heard of the French X babies; I tried on Google but got a pop group!Alison Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15925733522772745541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313619789867890776.post-5683434780922166582009-10-27T05:45:00.134-07:002009-10-27T05:45:00.134-07:00This is a well-written articulate blog. One thing:...This is a well-written articulate blog. One thing: you mention an adopted brother. If he is still living and you are still in touch, would it not be a good thing to talk over his circumstances? Has he ever moved to find his birth mother or both birth parents? <br /><br />Have you ever heard of the French X babies? That is doubly heart-wrenching.josettetravellinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01991817147328019403noreply@blogger.com