One of the fun things about living in a cold climate as we do here in Minnesota is that the street preachers go away for several months out of the year. People are still walking to get around downtown, but that group of guys with their soapbox, megaphone, and white robes disappear. So do the rest of the people who assume that God’s will™ is somehow more convincing the more decibels there are behind it. Even the abortion protestor I’ve walked passed on Friday mornings for the last nine years gets scarce.
So it’s something of a rite of spring when they come back. We greet them as we do the Canadian geese. They’re noisy. They’re messy. They’re ours. And now we have a new batch.
As far as I can tell, they showed up yesterday. One guy with a booming voice. One woman with tracts or somesuch printed to look like money. One guy with a sandwich board. I didn’t look at the tracts or the sandwich board, but Leah got a lovely picture of the board on Nicollet Mall outside of Macy’s today.
Sins Against God
- Idolatry/Reject God’s Law
- Greed/Never Content
- Unrighteous Anger
- Lying/Tolerate Evil
- Premarital Sex
Of course, we can’t keep this to Twitter. That would be depriving the rest of you of the fun of determining what kind of excellent sinners you are. Go ahead and score yourself.
On the multi-part items, I figure that if this guy’s going to equate both items, I can as well, so just one of them counts. If you’re male or otherwise worried about being disadvantaged by those who can have abortions, do not fear. Adam Lee had the perfect idea of counting working in a clinic or as an escort. Abortion by proxy. It’s a thing.
So, everyone, how did you do?