An uncivil exchange. A tale from the abortion clinic.
Let me start by saying that the encounter was uncivil because that's the way I made it. I chose it to be. I woke up in a foul mood this morning, fed up to my eyeballs with hypocritical cretins. I know it will sound like a manufactured story, but it actually happened.
So, anyway, three blocks from our apartment here in Richmond is an abortion clinic, in front of which I daily walk my dogs. This must be a day of scheduled procedures, I gathered, because right there at the head of the driveway were two people, a fifty something male and a fifty some female, praying out loud from their Bibles while making absurd facial gestures.
Well, this fits right into my mood this morning, I thought, so I couldn't resist:
Me: Are you two harassing women coming to the clinic?
He: No. Are you harassing two people praying?
Me: Well, yes, I sure am. You see, I can be honest about things.
He: Well, honestly, we're only praying, sir.
Me: No, you're not. You're harassing people just by being here. You could be praying from home. And you want to hear how else you're being dishonest?
She: No, not really.
Me: Well, I don't care, you're going to hear it anyway because I don't appreciate your public harassment. I'll ask you, if a girl walked up to this clinic carrying an actual baby in her arms and told you she was going inside to behead it, what would you do?
She (visibly taken aback): Wha, wha, well, well... I'd try to talk her out of that.
Me: So you admit you're here to try to talk women out of their choice?
She: No, no. That's not what I meant. We're only here to show them we're here to pray from them and their babies.
Me: Well, so that's all you would do? You would try to talk somebody out of beheading their child? You mean that's IT? You're full of baloney. If you actually thought there were murders going on inside there would be more than just two of you here with your Bibles. There would be THOUSANDS of people here, armed to protect that child. And I would be here with you.
She: You can't tell me my faith. I believe it's murder!
Me: No, you don't. And I don't appreciate hypocrites harassing people who have to make hard life choices. Go away and leave them alone.
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LOL...perfect. 
