Escort

The hospital we’re staying at is right next to a Planned Parenthood Clinic. Every day, we drive past the assortment of freaks holding up pictures of dead fetuses, and every day I flip them off. I do sometimes wonder if the protesters understand that I’m flipping them off, rather than the clinic, but it’s the thought that counts. In any case, the experience only serves to increase my admiration and appreciation for these folks.

H/t Elise.