Adoption Spin
I see private U.S. adoption as a legalized form of child trafficking with a better PR campaign. Of course, this is not politically correct to say out loud. And it can garner you a lot of hate on the internet. Saying it can make you wildly unpopular. I still think it’s true. “It was a big disappointment to the family when you were adopted” my grandmother non-chalantly said to me while sitting side-by-side on the couch. I glanced up from my Nancy Drew mystery, frowned quizzically at her, and went back to reading. I never felt unwanted by my adoptive parents, so her words did not land on my heart. Grandma had hell to pay later when both my parents lit into her. How dare she point out the obvious? She wanted a blood grandchild and these two stand-ins weren’t cutting it. Adoption is beautiful. A better life. A selfless act. While the adoptive parent is given public admiration, the adopted child is frozen in time. Their bodies grow, yet their voices become dimmer. Once