Bisexual Girls Club

This beautiful Saturday morning I was walking on my merry way, enjoying the wonderful life-giving sun and listening to my awesome tunes. Yeah, I was completely energized, getting a great workout, getting a tan to boot, and it wasn’t even 10am yet. Now that’s a glorious start to a marvelous day. Everything was coming up roses… that is until those horrible protesters crossed my path.

It is my opinion that women should have the freedom to choose what to do with their bodies. I am proud of that opinion and I will always stand up for that.

Sure, sometimes people will do stupid things to their bodies like with any kind of addiction for example and family and friends have to intervene… but that’s a whole other story. You really can’t compare that to the Right to Choose. And you certainly should be able to try to make your own mistakes. Regardless, you usually know what is right for your own body. All other crazy and extreme situations aside, plain and simple, this is about Freedom of Choice.

Now, I understand that there are people who have a different opinion than I do. And that is their right as well. They can choose too.

But when they start imposing on others – now there’s only so far I am willing to accept. Of course we have all heard about the bombing of abortion clinics and to me that is not any different than a terrorist action. But aside from that extremist example, I was really surprised at how much damage just a sign could do.

In one moment I was enjoying my walk, and in just a split second I turned my eyes to this horrendous image. A man on one side and two women across from him on the sidewalk where holding up signs. The man’s sign looked like it came out of a horror movie. I happen to like those movies, but this, I could not take. It was a terribly graphic image of a baby which I cannot even dare to repeat. I was so shocked, I quickly averted my eyes. I felt as if I had been punched in the gut. I literally felt my mostly empty stomach threatening to bring back breakfast and last night’s dinner. I swerved away because I could hardly even stand up straight. I made it as far as the end of the block (not even half a block away) and turned into the corner to lean against the next building. I seriously thought I was going to lose it right there. I couldn’t even breath and little by little I pieced it together. Who were these people? What were they trying to say? I mean, when I first saw the image, I didn’t even know where I was other than just an average street and avenue, much less imagine that anybody there would be about to assault me with an image.

Then I found out from a local that they were Right to Life protesters (that much was already pretty obvious) and that he had to walk with his kids by those signs every day and it was very frustrating. So his kids might think that when they have a strong opinion that they must attack with it….I wonder what kind of an explanation he gives them. Next I found out from another local that the building they were standing in front of was a woman’s clinic. I couldn’t even bring myself to walk back there so I had to get details from other people. And I didn’t want to bother any one person too much given especially that I myself didn’t even have my thoughts together all at once.

It just sickened me. So, is that the current approach to the argument of Pro-Choice vs Pro-Life? Shock someone to the core so they can’t even find the words to defend themselves against your visual accusations? Is there no longer a time or place for a dialogue?

Am I going to be getting a spam text or MMS phone image from them next (I think I’m in luck there since they seem to still live in the middle ages) just in case I don’t agree with them.

What do you do for something like that? I mean, I believe in freedom regardless (unless that freedom means destroying someone else) so unfortunately for me they DO have the right to display their image.

It sucks because I like walking by that area. I just have to remember to cross the street on that block unless I want to be visually assaulted again.