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Tomorrow is the 41st anniversary of Griswold v. Connecticut, "which established constitutional privacy protection for married couples' use of contraception. The case paved the way for Supreme Court decisions extending the right to use contraception to unmarried women in 1972, and expanding privacy rights to encompass abortion in 1973. More recently, the court relied on Griswold in deciding Lawrence v. Texas, which protects the right to consensual homosexual sex."

Feministing posts links to NARAL information on how to make sure conservative pharmacists don't get to do an end run around the law.

Here's a link to the pdf of the above image. Given that my father is a pharmacist the imagery is particularly icky; however, he would never dream of preventing any woman from getting their birth control. After all, he's the one who told me I could sow my wild oats, just not plant any seeds. Um, yeah, thanks Dad.

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Josh Shear said…
i've seen a lot of this happening for EC, but not for birth control -- which isn't even always used for contraception. my take:

(1) a pharmacist's job is to read a prescription and dispense the proper doses of the proper drugs. no one's slumming it as a pharmacist -- people work their asses off to get into the field, and they know what the job entails. if they're going to have some sort of personal or religious problem with some part of the job, they shouldn't go into the field.

(2) not fulfilling a prescription is probably a deriliction of duty; not returning an unfulfilled prescription is called theft, and is probably illegal. people should be calling the police, not pharmacy ethics boards.

i've written about this briefly here and here.
Anonymous said…
I don't know - the saying "stay out of my uterus" seems appropriate..

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