Baiting The Religious Right
So at break this morning, who should be sitting at the cafe two tables over from us but Christian Coalition director Ralph Reed? I could find no way to discreetly alert my colleagues of the opportunity afforded, but fortuitously the conversation happened to turn on various injuries friends and loved ones and ourselves had sustained while drunk or stoned. One friend recounted a teenage time drunkenly snuckt back home, unaware that his hands, slashed by broken wine and beer containers, trailed blood all over the living room furniture and walls. “Honey, have you been hanging out with those Satanist kids again?” I helpfully suggested.
That’ll show him!
Reed blabbed into his headset about some deadline two days from now, persuading his friend not to be caught “flatfooted” on “this”. Hmm.