SEATTLE: Anti-Abortion Nutcase Screams Bloody Murder to 'Relax'
At first I had to make sure I didn't know this chick. Thankfully I don't know this chick. But she does seem to be sliding right into a liberal archetype that's becoming more common with each passing year: the screaming whackadoodle. That's not the proper leftist wildlife classification, but I'm going with it. You will too after observing this feminist in Seattle with the trademark anti-mating call: a glass-shattering screech. She was upset a Christian type was out and about during the stay-at-home order to speak out against abortion. No one tell her that she was also violating the order.
Full video of the exchange is here.
She finds it relaxing to enter the nightmares of all who hear her banshee shriek. Personally I like to picture myself sipping Pinot Grigio while submerged in a luxurious soaking tub overlooking some kind of mountainous or Puget Sound view. I have to picture myself since I don't actually have a luxurious soaking tub or some kind of view, but I do have an imagination. We all have to get by with what we've got. With that imagination, I have to guess that our lady of the purple hair and fun pants just cannot understand how someone would dare stand on a street corner in Seattle, in what appears to be known as a "gayborhood" (cute) talking about the evils of abortion. But abortion is evil no matter what time, what location, or what color a city has painted a crosswalk. Abortion is evil during the day, after curfew, or if you use a bowl as a haircut template.
The only people who are actually screaming about abortion are unborn children having their limbs torn off. Their screams can't be heard. They scream not because they find it relaxing, but because it is the natural human response to distress. But unlike the She-Screamer above, the screams of unborn children are the last silent sounds those poor souls will ever make.
That is why some people buck a governor's request to stay at home to discuss the evils of abortion, which obey no such orders.