Current Events
I went out on the town with Mater today. We went out to lunch and did some fun errands, and then I used a word that one does not usually utter in front of one's mother.
"What the %#*#& are they doing here?"
They were a group of three or four people standing on the corner of a good sized intersection a few blocks from my house, holding aloft signs that expressed their opinions on the idea of gay marriage. It was a small group, yes, and a polite one, for these sort of people. There were no dirty words, and one sign said that Jesus can still help you, rather than the more ubiquitous Jesus-hates-you-and-you-will-burn-no-matter-what.
But still. I have never seen protesters like those in my neighborhood, which is practically the gay capital of the state. It's a safe space of sorts.
"What are they doing here?"
"Trying to provoke us," Mater said cheerfully."But we're going to ignore them."
So I was very good and did not initiate theological debate or make rude hand gestures.
And then there was a thunderstorm.
And I laughed.
"What the %#*#& are they doing here?"
They were a group of three or four people standing on the corner of a good sized intersection a few blocks from my house, holding aloft signs that expressed their opinions on the idea of gay marriage. It was a small group, yes, and a polite one, for these sort of people. There were no dirty words, and one sign said that Jesus can still help you, rather than the more ubiquitous Jesus-hates-you-and-you-will-burn-no-matter-what.
But still. I have never seen protesters like those in my neighborhood, which is practically the gay capital of the state. It's a safe space of sorts.
"What are they doing here?"
"Trying to provoke us," Mater said cheerfully."But we're going to ignore them."
So I was very good and did not initiate theological debate or make rude hand gestures.
And then there was a thunderstorm.
And I laughed.