Although a small crew of us were there to speak words of righteousness and repentance to NARAL's shindig last night (that both served as blood-feast and fund-raiser), it was enough to hopefully prick a few consciences and to cause them to reconsider their hell-bent paths of life.
Often, when consciences are pricked, anger is a first reaction. While we hope that this anger engenders subsequent reflection, that isn't always the case. Suffice it to say that consciences were pricked. We were also in downtown Rockville which is the seat of Montgomery County government - that is, we were in the heart of one of the top liberal lala lands in the US.
The NARAL folks were a bit miffed that the exposed truth of what they're promoting might cause their chocolates to go sour. They called the police - the Rockville City Police in this case. Four officers showe up - one for each of us! One of the officers had this exchange with one of us. (Click here if you cannot see embedded video).
Notice that the officers' main point is that "people don't like seeing the signs" (paraphrased, but listen for yourselves). Well, so what? Since when is exercise of First Amendment rights grounds for police action? Then he said that the folks attending the bloodfeast wanted to have a nice evening (again, paraphrased). That's laughable! A "nice evening" with chocolates paid with (at least in part) the blood money paid to murder babies!
After claiming that some realty company actually owns Gibbs Street, they told us to cross Beall Avenue or get arrested. It turns out that was actually advantageous for our purposes, since most of the NARAL attendees were parking there anyway - and walking right by us. Even after we crossed the street, the cops stuck around. I suppose the City of Rockville is so crime-free that four officers can just lolly-gag around to keep those dangerous signs and pamphlets away from those who profit from the murder of babies. Perhaps that's the fault of their dispatch officer; at any rate, the City of Rockville just wasted tax dollars to soothe the consciences of NARAL.
There's hope for the NARAL folks, though. If Bernard Nathanson, a founder of NARAL, can convert and devote the rest of his life to fighting abortion, then so can anyone of them.
By the way! Take a look at the webpage announcing the event! In particular, note the third paragraph, first sentence, where it says, "As in years past, we will feature our famous chocolate martinis and decedent chocolate desserts" Now note that underlined word. One might think that was just a careless spelling mistake when they meant to say "decadent". Consider that the word "decedent" means "dead person". Might we have an unconscious acknowledgment that this event was a blood-feast? (NARAL, don't bother changing it now! Many of us have already cached the page!)