Notes from The Murder Mill: No. 2
Good morning from Upstate SC, home of the largest baby killing facility in the state. On the morning of Friday, October 14, at the Greenville Women's Clinic on Grove Road, members of my church sang psalms and hymns right outside the ugly brown fence. It is our habit to do this one or two times a month. When we sing, we stand in a circle. This is the only way we can hear each other. There is always an activist making a fool of herself with megaphones, speakers, and signs. Shocking and ugly words come through the megaphones and speakers. For example, one song contained the lyrics "I love babies! They're delicious!" and "I eat babies." The sounds may carry a tune, but it's not music. On the fourteenth, she walked around in the middle of our circle as we sang, taunting and videoing us on her iPhone (Is that legal?). None of us said a word to her. Some of the children couldn't help but stare. We finished with the Lord's Prayer and began crossing ...