Posts Tagged ‘UNC Chapel Hill’
by Patti Shanley
At UNC Chapel Hill, a really handsome, blond student hung out at the barricade, waiting for a chance to talk. He studied the sign which illustrates the progression of life in the womb. He was nodding his head, as he advanced from photo to photo.
He softly asked if I knew anyone who had been through an unplanned pregnancy. I assured him I did. With a little hesitation, he opened up and told me his sister, a single teacher, was a few months pregnant. She considered abortion, but with support and guidance from a crisis pregnancy center, she chose life. Now the family was rallying around her to welcome their newest member.
He beamed with pride when he spoke of his sister, and pointed to the picture of how his little niece or nephew looks now. Before he left, he glanced again at our display and said, “Thank you.”
He will be an awesome uncle!
Patti Shanley is a CBR volunteer who lives in Raleigh, North Carolina.
by Jacqueline Hawkins
Pro-aborts routinely cheapen sex, devalue woman, disregard human life, and lower the human species to the level of animals enslaved to sexual urges. These are all facets of the free-sex and abortion-on-demand worldview.
We hear bits and pieces of this worldview all the time, often in the form of unstated assumptions (e.g., sex is a right), but sometimes, all of the parts coalesce, creating a stark and grotesque display.
Until the end of Day 2 at UNC Chapel Hill, the protesters had been rather docile. But now more of them gathered and threw something of a party as we were packing up to leave. They brought out stereo speakers and blasted loud music.
The music was kind of fun at first, mostly about partying and having fun. But as we continued, things took a decidedly darker and more pornographic turn. As the speakers blasted “f*** you, b****” over and over, the protesters, most of them women, danced to the beat.
So much for affirming and respecting women.
But it got worse. One of the songs, which could only be described as 100% pornographic, described sex acts to a pulsating beat.
With the audio-porn, girls with open shirts exposed their bras and revealed vulgar body-painted messages. Free condoms and lubricant were practically thrown at passersby. The protesters shouted things like “Get lit for lube!” and “Take a condom and call me if you’re cute!”
At a very basic level, all of this whips people up into a sexual frenzy, which affects both men and women. Men (or, more precisely, males) want to cash in on the implied promises. Women want to be the object of desire, like their fellow co-eds going shirtless at the protest.
Combine this with alcohol, which is not in short supply on campus, and you have created a sexual predator’s paradise.
Because if you argue that people can’t control their sexual urges, and if you seriously justify killing human beings to preserve the “right” to sex without responsibility, and if you whip people into a sexual frenzy, how much of a leap is it for an inebriated sexual predator to take advantage of a drunken coed?
Jacqueline Hawkins is a CBR Project Director and a regular FAB contributor.
Nothing could be finer than a GAP in Carolina!
At UNC Chapel Hill, we were hosted by the Carolina Students for Life (CSFL), one of the many campus pro-life organizations we’ve had a hand in starting over the years.
We set up at our usual location on Polk Place, in the heart of the campus. Thousands of students passed by during every class change.
UNC Chapel Hill is a real bastion of intolerance and hate. Several students vandalized the warning signs we normally place on approach routes to the display. Because these signs are really a courtesy to students who may not wish to see genocide photos, we had to wonder if these vandals hated us, or did they just want to make sure everyone saw our display? Not too sure about that. Anyway, …
We had huge crowds both days. On Day 1, a street preacher stationed himself across the sidewalk from the GAP display and spoke about abortion, relativism, and salvation, to an ever-growing crowd of protesting students. While the preacher was not a part of our operation, he used a lot of our debate techniques and talking points in his preaching. The preacher, the protesters, and the crowds of students which gathered, all focused even more attention on our pictures.
For me, the highlight of the trip was this note left on the free speech board:
My mom was raped. She didn’t want to have me. I was almost aborted. My grandmother saved my life. When I was born, my mother was grateful. She then loved me well.
That pretty well says it all.
On Day 2, as we prepared to leave, the protesters blasted us with “music” performed by a woman-hating “artist” who blurted out “f— you, b—-” over and over again. The pro-aborts who blasted this rant obviously did not value or even respect women, even though most were themselves women. So often, following Satan leads to to some form of self-loathing behavior. Fascinating. Instructive.