I would despair at the thought that I could tell my children and their children that not only did I do nothing of substance to enable them to breathe free, but to have to admit I bitterly criticized anyone who took even the most minimal actions to spread the truth about his goals.
I would be ashamed to show my face in public lest anyone who loves freedom might recognize me.
I thank an almighty and powerful God that you repudiate me, I couldn't bear that thought that anyone confused me with the likes of you.
May the chains your decedents proudly wear be a just memorial to your courage. May your daughter's virtue be the altar where the government you gave her holds its annual abortion sacraments.
And most of all, may no one ever know that we ever crossed paths.
You make grand words to justify your petty vandalism.
I hope it make you feel great.