It’s past time to take the rainbow back!
By Joseph Farah
I had been living in California about 25 years ago, but it was getting desperate; I was clear I had to get out. Yes, 25 years ago, it was already a nightmare to live there – to raise a family in peace with God. Elizabeth and I decided to try rural southern Oregon. We visited frequently. It seemed like a world apart.
So we moved our family there, and it brought us a modicum of peace … for a while.
One day, we decided to visit Portland. We didn’t realize it was “pride day.” What a mistake.
We had a choice – head home, another four-hour drive, or take shelter in our hotel room for the day. I ventured outside with my five daughters and immediately encountered the parade. It was a scene from hell. People in various states of undress, noisemakers, horns blaring, weirdness. I took the kids, and a baby carriage, as far away as I could. It wasn’t far enough.
Several women with blue hair began accosting us.
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“Look,” one said. “Breeders!” Five or six surrounded us. I kept my kids in tow cautiously. I noticed all of them wore rainbow shirts.