My Saturday morning began with a chilling experience. I am not referring to the colder-than-expected DC weather (coming from Chicago, I had hoped for better) nor to my being an observer at the board meeting of the United Methodist Church’s controversial lobby office (which has its own spiritual challenges).
But as I trudged over towards the meeting, my eye could not help but catch a crowd of people abnormally standing around a DC sidewalk. Two static lines of people stood in place outside the door of the nearest building. A couple rather tall, young, white males wearing bright orange jackets were moving about. An old man clutching a fistful of multi-colored fliers meekly tried to say something to a hurriedly walking lady, who blew him off by saying something about how her decision was made and then rushing on into the building. One of the orange jackets physically blocked the man from saying anything further to her. The orange jackets read “CLINIC ESCORT.”
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