Last month, we let you know about the batch of right-wing Edmond zealots who put their impressive intolerance on display when they attended an Edmond City Council meeting to ferociously complain about the town officially recognizing June as Pride Month.
You know, people like this lady:
Although Pride month has come and gone, and some of the residents have moved on to other culture wars to fight, some of the folks still can’t let the Pride month rainbow dissolve into the sky. You know, people like Connie Thayer.
At last month’s meeting, she made warped and illogical arguments that Pride month shouldn’t be allowed because other groups, like heterosexual women, don’t get their own Pride month.
Underdeterred by her lack of success, late last week, Connie called on her fellow “patriots” (a.k.a. right wing intolerant people who lack critical thinking skills and have a very flawed understanding of liberty) to attend the next Edmond City Council to further yell and complain, and in the process, embarrass themselves and their city.
Staying on brand, she made sure that her call for patriots was as incoherent and nonsensical as possible. Check this out:
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When I left the McLoud Blackberry Festival, I had originally expected to be driving home with a belly full of fresh berries, the dinner of a mildly successful gatherer of fruits and nuts. Sadly, fate had other finger-stained plans for me and, apparently, one of them was to not eat at the fair, no matter how much I craved those non-existent blackberries.
As I looked around for the nearest gas station to grab some cheese nachos or a hot dog for the ride home, instead, as I looked over to my shoulder, I noticed the faded sign for McLoud’s Country Café, 411 E. Broadway Ave., and decided that might be an okay place for dinner, if they were still open…and what do you know, they were! It was a St. Blackberry’s Day miracle!