So, I work in Alexandria, Virginia. On King Street, basically the main commercial road. Maybe two years ago, a white supremacist fuckwad named richard spencer moved into the city.
About half the restaurants have a sign that says: NO ROOM FOR HATE
What these actually mean?
NO RICHARD SPENCER.
Which means: This isn't new.
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I walk past "his" corner every day. Literally every day. And I spit on the sidewalk. Every day. The chocolate shop underneath his condo/apartment is run by awesome people!
ReplyDeleteGood job, Paul Edson. Do they allow that asshole into their chocolate shop?
ReplyDeleteI don't think he engages, William Nichols. The church I sing for (professionally) is close by and organizes regular protests. They buy sweets from the shop to make up for the disruption.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to see there are consequences for these monsters.
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