Your Choice.

“Later, after reading my sign, one woman started a chant that about a hundred marchers began screaming at me, “THAT WAS YOUR *CHOICE*!” essentially telling me I had no right to be upset or to regret. They stopped marching and stood right in front of me, all one-hundred of them glaring directly at me, some not more than 2-3 feet away, jabbing fingers at me in the air, their faces twisted and contorted with contempt. I just looked from face to face, amazed at what I was seeing. It was starting to get frightening. Not for my personal safety, but their hatred was feeling as though it was reaching a fever pitch and becoming toxic.”

If you’ve an open mind, read the full story… (Hat tip: Em Tasol)

4 Responses to “Your Choice.”

  1. Liz Says:
    May 1st, 2004 at 4:21 pm

    Thanks for visiting my blog! (And thanks for setting me straight with my cliched phrase, as well!) :o)

  2. Liz Says:
    May 1st, 2004 at 4:25 pm

    P.S. Love the photos!

  3. David Says:
    May 1st, 2004 at 5:29 pm

    Thanks! Had meant to give you a shout with the post, but forgot until now. :)

  4. Liz Says:
    May 5th, 2004 at 12:23 am

    That’s okay. Appreciate the link, though! :o)