A prose poem I wrote about yesterday. Gender, politics, and religion, as well as abortion and violence/death content.
( Across the Street )

You know what annoys me? That my local Christian radio station--which I usually enjoy listening to--assumes that all Christians are against legalized abortions. There's this anti-abortion rally/protest/march thing in town this weekend, and they WOULD NOT STOP talking about it. About how "tragic" it is that "so many children are murdered every ( Read more... )

Dear Right-Wing Nutjobs Anti-Abortion Protesters:

Please keep your disgusting photos off my highway. You have the right to your beliefs, and I have the right to drive down the highway without seeing pictures that make me want to smack you upside the head for logical fallacies in your "argumentation" style want to puke all over my dashboard ( Read more... )