On point. Nearly spit my tea, while reading tweeting twats. Lol. Your recall of your first protest reminds me of when our children were younger. By chance we stopped at our local art museum to use the facilities, unknowing planned parenthood was having a dinner there. Meanwhile, outside, protesters with loud ass megaphones were screaming at us, "Oh, nice! You are bringing your kids to the slaughter house?!" To which I reply, "we are just here to use the bathroom because kids have to pee!"