Weekly Review — June 29, 2004, 12:00 am

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L. Paul Bremer, the American proconsul in Iraq, in one of his final acts before handing over “sovereignty” to Iraq’s new interim government, decreed that American forces will remain immune from prosecution by Iraqi courts for crimes against Iraqi citizens or destruction of property. It was noted that a similar grant of immunity in Iran in the 1960s had unfortunate consequences. “Our honor has been trampled underfoot; the dignity of Iran has been destroyed,” said the Ayatollah Ruhollah Khomeini in 1964. He said that the order “reduced the Iranian people to a level lower than that of an American dog.”Washington Post “My understanding of this issue,” said General Richard Myers, the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, “is that the CPA orders cannot be repealed or modified until Iraq’s permanent government is in place to enact legislation.”Agence France-PresseThe White House disavowed a Justice Department memorandum that argues that it’s okay to torture terrorism suspects.Washington PostPaul Wolfowitz, the deputy defense secretary, apologized for saying the reporters in Iraq were just repeating rumors because they’re too afraid to travel, andReutersColin Powell said that declaring martial law in Iraq would make things worse.ReutersIraqi insurgents killed more than 100 people in one day in attacks all across the country, aWashington PostSouth Korean hostage was beheaded, threeNew York TimesTurks and a Pakistani were kidnapped, and militants threatened to kill a captured U.S. Marine.ReutersA poll showed that most Americans now think the invasion of Iraq was a mistake that has made the country more vulnerable to terrorism.USA Today

President George W. Bush was questioned by U.S. Attorney Patrick Fitzgerald as part of the investigation into who in the White House exposed the identity of Valerie Plame, a covert CIA operative, as part of a campaign to discredit her husband, former ambassador Joseph Wilson, who criticized the decision to conquer Iraq.ReutersThe Supreme Court declined to make Dick Cheney release the records of his 2001 Energy Task Force and sent the case back to a lower court for further consideration;ReutersCheney said he felt much better after he told Senator Patrick Leahy, who has been critical of Halliburton’s war profiteering in Iraq, to go fuck himself.ReutersLos Angeles police officers were videotaped beating a black man after he surrendered peacefully.New York TimesMonica Lewinsky denounced Bill Clinton’s new memoir and said that he had destroyed her life.ReutersA judge in Oklahoma was accused of using a penis pump in court.USA Today

Al Gore said that George W. Bush is a liar for repeatedly suggesting that Saddam Hussein was allied with Osama bin Laden and that the president’s “consistent and careful artifice is itself evidence that he knew full well that he was telling an artful and important lie.”ReutersScientists discovered that rats who snort a special virus do not get as high on cocaine.New ScientistIt was reported that the Rev. Sun Myung Moon was crowned in the Senate office building after announcing that he is the “savior, Messiah, Returning Lord and True Parent.” Several lawmakers from both major parties were present, including Rep. Danny Davis, who wore white gloves as he placed the crown on Moon’s head.The HillTwo bombs went off in Istanbul.Agence France-PresseHealth experts warned of a possible polio epidemic in western and central Africa, and theNew ScientistDepartment of Health and Human Services took steps to limit free contact between American scientists and the World Health Organization.ReutersToxic chemical pollution was up 5 percent in 2002, the EPA announced.Associated PressHappy married women have healthier hearts than lonely unhappy women, and anReutersIranian mother claimed to have given birth to a frog.BBCNew research suggested that needle biopsies might help spread breast cancer to the sentinel node.ReutersAnother mad cow was apparently discovered somewhere in the United States, but the USDA refused to say where until more tests were completed.Associated PressBritish researchers found that sudden infant death syndrome is more likely to happen on weekends.BBCThe first privately funded astronaut made it into space.New ScientistA Japaneseteacher forced a student to write an apology in his own blood after he was caught sleeping in class.MSNBCA Germanzoologist announced that bees are really quite lazy,Telegraphand scientists said that SARS was found in tears.BBC

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Ashley arrived for her prenatal appointment at Black Hills Obstetrics and Gynecology, in Rapid City, South Dakota, wearing a black zip-up hoodie and Converse sneakers.1 To explain her absence from work that morning — a Tuesday in April 2015 — she had told a co-worker that she was having “female issues.” She was twenty-five years old and eight weeks pregnant. She had been separated from her husband, with whom she had a five-year-old son, for the better part of a year. The guy who’d gotten her pregnant was someone she’d met at the gym, and he’d made it abundantly clear that he wanted nothing more to do with her. Ashley found herself hoping that the doctor would discover some kind of fetal defect, so that her decision would be easier. She glanced across the waiting room at a television playing a birth-control ad and laughed darkly. “Jesus, Lord, it would be so nice if someone just pushed me down a flight of stairs.”

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Ashley arrived for her prenatal appointment at Black Hills Obstetrics and Gynecology, in Rapid City, South Dakota, wearing a black zip-up hoodie and Converse sneakers.1 To explain her absence from work that morning — a Tuesday in April 2015 — she had told a co-worker that she was having “female issues.” She was twenty-five years old and eight weeks pregnant. She had been separated from her husband, with whom she had a five-year-old son, for the better part of a year. The guy who’d gotten her pregnant was someone she’d met at the gym, and he’d made it abundantly clear that he wanted nothing more to do with her. Ashley found herself hoping that the doctor would discover some kind of fetal defect, so that her decision would be easier. She glanced across the waiting room at a television playing a birth-control ad and laughed darkly. “Jesus, Lord, it would be so nice if someone just pushed me down a flight of stairs.”

In the exam room, she perched on the table with her feet crossed at the ankles, her blond hair brushing the back of her pink hospital gown. “I don’t know what’s available for me here,” she told her doctor, Katherine Degen, who sat facing her on a stool. “I figured nothing.”

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The baby was due in November, when Ashley, who was a nurse, hoped to be enrolled in a graduate program to become a nurse practitioner. Getting pregnant as a teenager had forced her to put that dream on hold, but she had thought that she was finally ready; she had even submitted her application shortly before the March 15 deadline. For the first time in her adult life, Ashley felt as if her plans were coming together. Then she missed her period.

It would be too difficult to attend school as a single mother of two, Ashley knew. She had made an appointment for three weeks from now at the nearest abortion clinic, in Billings, Montana, 318 miles away. But just a week and a half ago, her husband had said he wanted to get back together and offered to raise the child as his own. Was it a sign that she was meant to continue the pregnancy? As a rule, Ashley approached her problems with resolve. She was capable and tough; she liked shooting guns and lifting weights. She kept track of her stats and checked off her goals as she achieved them one by one. Yet the dilemma before her had shaken her confidence. She leaned back and turned to watch the ultrasound screen. The black-and-white image danced. A sharp, fast thumping emerged from the machine. As Degen removed the wand, Ashley wiped the corner of her eye.

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In the exam room, she perched on the table with her feet crossed at the ankles, her blond hair brushing the back of her pink hospital gown. “I don’t know what’s available for me here,” she told her doctor, Katherine Degen, who sat facing her on a stool. “I figured nothing.”

 Some names and identifying details have been changed. 

“Big, fat zero, unfortunately,” Degen said, making a 0 with her fingers. The last doctor who provided abortions in Rapid City retired in 1986, three years before Ashley was born.

The baby was due in November, when Ashley, who was a nurse, hoped to be enrolled in a graduate program to become a nurse practitioner. Getting pregnant as a teenager had forced her to put that dream on hold, but she had thought that she was finally ready; she had even submitted her application shortly before the March 15 deadline. For the first time in her adult life, Ashley felt as if her plans were coming together. Then she missed her period.

It would be too difficult to attend school as a single mother of two, Ashley knew. She had made an appointment for three weeks from now at the nearest abortion clinic, in Billings, Montana, 318 miles away. But just a week and a half ago, her husband had said he wanted to get back together and offered to raise the child as his own. Was it a sign that she was meant to continue the pregnancy? As a rule, Ashley approached her problems with resolve. She was capable and tough; she liked shooting guns and lifting weights. She kept track of her stats and checked off her goals as she achieved them one by one. Yet the dilemma before her had shaken her confidence. She leaned back and turned to watch the ultrasound screen. The black-and-white image danced. A sharp, fast thumping emerged from the machine. As Degen removed the wand, Ashley wiped the corner of her eye.

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