I thank God often for the opportunity to raise my daughters in a country where they are not ashamed of being a girl; where their beautiful faces are not covered; where the sun is allowed to shine on their arms and legs. It is safe to say that should someone try to change that while I draw breath, I'd go out swinging (or, shooting, as the case may be). Consider that fair warning should you be wanting to bring your brand of crazy onto my street...Not. On. My. Watch. And, unfortunately for you, I'm on watch all the time.
And I am glad I know her....
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