Excerpt:
Tuesday morning I decided to do a shift of clinic
escorting. ...
So the morning was fairly quiet until an anti-choice
protester arrived and began sounding off. While at first his comments remained
general and aimed at everyone within ear shot, he soon started to narrow his
focus to just me.
At first I just assumed it was just the fact that I
was standing closer, but then his comments became increasingly directed;
directed at the only black female. For him the best way to help sway over black
patients as they entered the clinic was to paint me as a traitor to "my
own people … who wants to kill my entire race."
I, of course, was highly offended by this alone, but
the icing on the cake was when he asked me one simple question, "If you're
pro-choice, then can I choose to have slaves?"
