Last night I interviewed a group of prolife pray‐ers (they make sure to distinguish their identity apart from activists). We met on a quiet block in Monrovia, outside of a medical office that offers abortions, where the group hosts a weekly candlelight vigil and prayer circle. Needless to say, this is a space I would never have expected to occupy and the conversation was challenging and insightful in many ways.
At one point, a police officer stopped curbside in his car. Of course, my immediate reaction (having been a part of unpermitted public displays of protest) was the expectation that the officer would ask them to vacate the premises. Contrary to this, he simply asked if there was anything they needed, if they were doing well, and felt safe. The pray‐ers responded to his concern with gratitude and friendliness. They all smiled. The police officer drove away. This is complicated. Full article coming soon.
There is much to unpack from this encounter and its surely a good sign when the work feels just a bit bigger than you and slightly out of reach. Keep an eye out for a blog and online archive documenting this long-term investigation into desire, belonging, social agency… and contradiction.