“It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.” ~ e.e. cummings
In the Free Speech area stood this woman. Behind her sat a man dressed in black with a crucifix on a pole. He didn’t utter a word, and looked eerily like the preacher in Poltergeist, which would be funny if this was a joke, but it wasn’t. She was screaming terrible things at the students, like how the girls couldn’t trust the boys because they’d do anything to get in their pants. I’m sure she had other grossly unfair things to say, but I couldn’t stand to listen. Just twenty feet away was a choir of Mennonites singing beautiful hymns. The juxtaposition of kind believers against the misguided (or possessed, I’m not sure which) was like a snapshot of our larger society. Those who scream the loudest get the most attention, no matter what they’re screaming about. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful to live in a country where we have free speech. I’m also grateful for antibiotics, but I don’t like the yeast infection side effect. Fortunately, I can choose to listen, or not, and that is the thing for which I’m most grateful. Later in the day Stacy wore many hats to ward off the evilness. Happiness returned.
Allen
That’s just silly! Most boys can’t even fit into girls’ pants!
Kopana
not to mention girls might be just as guilty!
Allen
Man… they should really keep a closer eye on Margo Kidder at the home. When she gets loose, it’s just trouble for everybody!
Kopana