One of the Left’s favorite strategies is to smear the opposition with angry epithets; intolerant, racist, bigot, homophobe, and the all-purpose “hater.” Translation: “If you don’t agree with my personal version of reality, no matter how warped, you’re a hater!” Or maybe a “fascist.”
The following story out of North Carolina provides a clear illustration of the Left’s fundamentally intolerant approach to anyone who disagrees with them. Seems a peaceful, prayerful rally by pro-lifers in Uptown Charlotte last week got a little ugly when the pro-abortion crowd decided get confrontational.
Zoe Griffin attended the event along with her mother (who runs Stand True, a pro-life outreach organization) to lay flowers outside the DNC convention and pray for the politicians inside, unborn babies and the younger generation. While the eleven year-old was praying, several pro-choicers, including one Sunsara Taylor (a radical abortion-rights advocate – see below) began to yell at and taunt her group. Here’s what happened next, in Zoe’s own words:
What happened was a pro-life rally. We had showed up when only 4 people were there. I guess we were supposed to get there early. As more and more people came, a car arrived. A woman came out and opened the trunk. There were 3,300 carnations in the back of that car. We started to unload and unwrap the flowers. Lily, Bella, and I started to write pro-life statements with chalk on the sidewalks when some pro-abortionists came. They were holding signs and chanting: “A baby’s not a baby till it comes out, that’s what birthdays are all about!” They were blowing whistles and jumping around acting like 5-year-old children. I was so sad that these people were so blinded I started crying. Then we started laying down the flowers all across the sidewalk. When we finished, the line of carnations was probably a mile long. A pro-life woman let me hold a crucifix that she had. I started clutching it close to my heart. My knees were shaking, so were my hands.
The pro-abortionists turned to us and started pointing at different people, saying, “You’re a person! You’re a person! Fetuses are not!” Then the woman saw me crying and said,” You are making this girl cry with your bull____”. I couldn’t stand any more of those lies. They pushed it too far. In the highest-pitched voice I have ever spoken in, I screamed, “THEY ARE NOT THE ONES MAKING ME CRY! YOU ARE! WITH YOUR DARK HEARTS, YOUR DARK MINDS TURNED AGAINST GOD!” My mom ran over to me, put her hand on my shoulder, and calmed me down. Then she went up to them and said, “HOW DARE YOU ATTACK A CHILD LIKE THAT!” While she was yelling, pro-lifers came over to me to calm me down. My whole body was shaking. Our friend, Mrs. McKinney, took me, Jack, and Bella to a CVS that was nearby. We got water and chips and went back. I sat down on a bench when a man from the Charlotte Observer came over to me and started interviewing me. Once he was done, a man came over and gave us ice cream. While I was eating, the pro-abortionists left. Then we started to clean up.
On the way home I felt sorry that I yelled at those people. I told my mom, and she said, “Do you know why you feel that way? It’s because you have a heart. You have a conscience, and you know what’s right and what’s wrong. Those people attacked you like that because they don’t have a heart.”
I will never, ever forget what happened last night. I had a dream that night that they all converted to pro-life activists. I hope that dream becomes a reality.
Pretty profound stuff for an eleven year-old!
By contrast, Ms. Taylor is just profoundly confused:
Young Zoe’s wise words to Taylor and her misguided cohorts were all too true: “Dark Hearts” and “Dark minds.”
