Dear Mr. VP,
If you read your Twitter mentions (do you?) you’ll already know I tweeted you yesterday from INSIDE A PLANNED PARENTHOOD. THE HORROR.
I wondered if there were going to be protesters. There weren’t. I did, however, have to go through a metal detector and have my bag searched to get inside. I had a lovely conversation with the security guard, and older gentleman who told me about his grandchildren when I explained the half a pack of glow sticks in my bag were left over from Halloween with my son.
He said, “I have to search your bag for weapons.” I said, “I’m really sad that you have to do that.”
I know that you haven’t directly picked up a gun and walked into a Planned Parenthood or threatened an abortion provider with death. Directly.
However — your political rhetoric about abortion does directly relate to an environment in which I need to walk through a metal detector to access health care. And that makes me really, really sad, and also really, really angry.