Today, I was at a red light waiting to cross Broadway.
I was watching the light and I noticed a car with a huge text-plastered cardboard cross in the backseat.
So, you know me, I was all "WTF?"
I kept looking as the car was moving down Broadway and I noticed that there were words, like printed out on paper and taped probably from the inside, across the back window.
The only two I could make out were "Pro Life." Not that this surprised me, I kinda thought that might be what was up when I saw the cross in the back seat.
So, again, you know me. I was all "WTF?!?!"
The best part?
The car still bore a paper dealer tag. Too new to have a proper tag, but not new enough that it was too early to cover it with anti-choice propaganda.
WTF?
OK, a bit of digging on my part uncovered some kind of fucking "peace vigil" held at Dr. Tiller's clinic by the anti-choicers this evening.
So was this homegrown nut taking that to our clinic? Or was this some kind of bitter wannabe dad pissed off about abortion because it's almost Father's Day and he hasn't succeeded in forcing some poor woman to birth his fundiespawn?
Unfortunately, to find out about that vigil, I had clicked onto Operation Rescue's website. Now I feel dirty and not in a good way. I need brain bleach, like some LOLcats or something.
Turns out the anti-choicers are getting death threats. Awwwwwwww.
Pity party's over. Now they know how the fuck pro-choicers feel.
I don't feel sorry for them for a nanosecond. Their rhetoric has inspired "people" who have intimidated many doctors into either giving up performing abortions or even learning how to do so. And who knows how many women it's scared half to death!
But will they stop even though they're reaping what they're sowing? Fuuuuck, no.
Because it's a fucking holy war to them.
GAH.
Cue the Marilyn Manson. Goddamn your righteous hand, indeed.
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