So how does opposing abortion and euthanasia make me a racist?

Some of my friends are black, some are white, some are Hispanic, some are Japanese, some are this, some are that. They’re all human and that’s what matters. They know that I don’t care about the color of their skin. They know that I love them. And I think they love me. When I oppose the bigotry and prejudice that abounds in this world, when I stand up to a group of angry, drunken burly white men who are trying to bully a group of young Hispanics and blacks, am I a racist then? When I speak out about racial hatred and outrageous behavior, am I a racist then? Continue reading “So how does opposing abortion and euthanasia make me a racist?”