Note: This is not about neighbors. This is about the people across the street from the Georgia Capitol this afternoon. In front of the capitol there was a rally for civil rights (protesting an amendment to the Georgia constitution banning Gay marriage and civil unions), and the people across the street were counter protesting.
Normally, I have no problem with people expressing their views. This is a free country, first amendment rights, all that.
But you people didn’t have a permit.
You didn’t have a permit to stand in front of the capitol, where you originally tried to assemble.
You didn’t have a permit to go across the street and protest on that church’s property. That’s trespassing, and you’re lucky they didn’t have you arrested.
If that wasn’t enough, your rhetoric certainly was. I don’t care if two plugs don’t fit together. I’m not a plug. I don’t want to hear you assert that all homosexuals practice bestiality, or that all homosexuals are pedophiles, or that all homosexuals like gerbils. Hell, I don’t even know what you were getting at with that last one. Speaking of hell, I also don’t care that you think I’m going to burn in fire and brimstone for all eternity. I’m Jewish. I get told that a lot.
So go away. We don’t really care. You’ll probably win on Nov. 2, but at least we fought the good fight.
Ah, gerbils. I was once picketing against Fred Phelps and I had one of his ten year old grandchildren taunt me about gerbils. That man is a monster, filling little kids heads with such garbage.