They have hit U of H and they were there last year as well. And it stirred up the same debate. Protesters were holding up signs that read "I want my baby back ribs." The protesters were just as tasteless as the display. I wrote to the President of the UH system and so did MANY others but he refused to do anything about it. It's their first amendment right to show that. I think the line should be drawn on that when it outright offends so many people. (Shouldn't it be my first amendment right to put a bigger sign or display in front of theirs showing the negative effects of prohibiting abortions-which can be just as gross as aborted fetuses...if you want an example ask and I will gladly supply some). And yes, the pictures are that big and that graphic. They should be able to display whatever they want, but they should put it in a tent or something. If they really wanted to promote pro-life, they would agree and send out fliers about the event. All this group is trying to do is stir people up. AND WE ALL LET IT WORK! What I think would be hilarious would be to get everyone, or a significant number of students to completely avoid the display and not talk about it at all. That would piss these people off to no end! Too bad it'd be too hard to do.
The Hollowcaust. It chagrins me that people oppose pictures that they find disagreeable, but the act that causes the subject (a terminated innocent life) of the disagreeable pictures is "none of our business." It is painful isn't it?
Why does that chagrin you? I don't want to see pictures of Nomar getting hairy palms while imaging himself and Gandalf getting it on, but it's none of my business either.
It chagrins me because (in this case) I think it is at heart dishonest, self-serving and ultimately cowardly. I agree with you about Nomar and Gandalf.
Each picture is like 15 feet high. Students that don't give a **** are forced to see it. That's gross.
That's a point I brought up in my letter to the President of UH. His response was that we have a choice to look at it. If it's so big that there is no way to avoid looking at it, then walk another way to class. What a bunch of sh*t!
No, no, you've got it all wrong. It is not Gandalf, or Mithrandir as he is sometimes called, who I desire. It is Arwen Undomiel, daughter of Elrond, son of Earendil the Mariner, son of Tuor and Idril Celebrindal, daughter of Turgon who I desire. Actually, I'd be happy with plain ole Carmen Electra... God Im a douche sometimes.
