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  1. In response to Sarah Huckabee Sanders (and her extended family for that matter) I feel compelled to write about an experience my friends and I had recently. Eureka Springs is a very small town with one main street down a steep mountain hill about three blocks long. Yes, every once in a while the place perks up when Diversity Weekend is being held or that gawd awful hypocritical Jesus Parade, but it’s usually a typical small town during the week with a local here and there paying too much for a meal. It’s not unusual to see a guy made up as a woman, but not the overly done makeup kind like you might see in a show during a special weekend – just your average guy in female clothes looking pretty damn normal and far too often prettier than me. One weekday evening my friends and I were out for Chinese. The tables were pretty full, but it was like a morgue in there except for our table – the place was downright eerie. Maybe Bible study class had just let out as some people had their heads down reading. Our gay waiter was new to town, poor guy because most of the other tables were full of “I have all the answers for living a pious life” types” and he was the sole waiter for the entire room. In any case, one large man with a big crucifix around his neck thought his food did not come quickly enough (or perhaps there was more to it). He broke the silence in the restaurant by marching up to the waiter and announcing in his booming Christian voice that HE WOULD NOT BE LEAVING A TIP! Screw him, I thought. So we left the so-called Christian man’s tip as well as our own. So much for loving thy neighbor. Bye bye, Sarah. Please do not come to my town. Julie Freeman

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