Nicks, now 66 and with a new album out, has never had children.
At least from the sound of it, she has long been haunted by her decision to abort.
The wistful song’s cryptic lyrics certainly evoke sorrow and regret.
I don’t pretend to know anything about Stevie Nicks’ politics based on a song and an interview, though.
The last thing anyone should do right now is hold her up as some kind of simplistic pro-life object lesson.
Her story and her sadness speaks for itself, whatever she may think about “choice”:
That Nicks still seems troubled by her abortion puts the lie to the oft-heard feminist insistence that the procedure isn’t any more morally freighted than having a rotten tooth pulled, or even that abortion is something to be celebrated.
