Lubbock has one abortion provider and they perform these services just one day a week. The security guards arrive early, with shotguns in plain sight, followed shortly by the staff and a regular mob of loafers who stand across the street waving signs and screaming abuse at anyone within earshot, including the terrified teenagers who make up the majority of the clients.
I’ve mentioned before that I know one of those security guards. The clinic just closed and I just talked to him. He said the protesters were more aggressive than usual today, despite the 105 degree heat. One of the regular agitators, a fundy preacher who looks remarkably like the young Richard Nixon, ran halfway into the street where he started doing some sort of dance and making weird faces, like a deranged organ grinder’s monkey. Others challenged the guards to come over and fight. There were the usual curses, imprecations, and predictions of anal rape by demons once the “baby killers” arrive in hell. Some of them taunt staff, patients, and guards alike with the names of doctors assassinated by anti-abortion terrorists. The place is arranged to keep patients as far from the mob as possible, and out of sight, but they can still hear the demented cursing and chanting from the devoted Christians across the street.
This kind of insane theater plays out every day at hundreds of clinics around the country, with almost no attention from the media.