It’s Obviously My Fault

Okay, so I realize that I didn’t HAVE to drive past the abortion clinic on my way to work this morning, but I also didn’t really need to lose my breakfast, either.

Caution: Not for the weak-in-stomach.

For those of you that may be slightly familiar with Peoria, there is (what seems to be) an abortion clinic on North University, just barely north of Willow Knolls. I can’t say for certain that it really IS an abortion clinic, but the protesters outside the building seem to think it is, and that’s convincing enough for me. (Although, now that stop and think about it, how hilarious would it be if these people were protesting outside of the wrong building?! Sweet.) Anyway, back to reality.

Too graphic for you? Yeah, me too. You should really see the high-quality version that I edited for you all. That’s the type of poster that I saw as I drove to work. Disgusting.

All I wanted to do was pull over and yell at these people, “I’m already on your friggin’ side! Must you ruin MY day TOO?!”

I realize that the shock value really does call attention to their cause. But I’m convinced that it is WAY too much. Now, if they would like to have smaller versions of the same images printed on smaller signs and then display these smaller versions in more effective places, that’s fine with me. I would think that they would achieve better results if those that we actually trying to GET an abortion saw them instead of them wasting time telling me, the choir, that abortion is bad.

To those that find abortion to be a more sensitive topic, sorry. I’m not trying to offend. I’m just ranting about the lack of consideration displayed by those that would otherwise claim to have the bigger hearts.