After all the debate online, and the rescheduling, four rather angry, intimidating, and determined fundamentalists, arrived uninvited, and disrupted our by now infamous rabbit class.
It didn’t get ugly but it was unpleasant and upsetting, to say the least.
We tried talking to them, to explain what we were doing and why. They weren’t interested. We tried asking them to leave. They just said, “make us.”
We tried quietly carrying on with what we were doing. But it was impossible to hear each other above all the shouts and aggressive chanting, let alone have a conscious exploration of what it means to eat meat.
We all felt pretty powerless in the face of this onslaught. I know I did.
After about an hour of relentless pressure, we gave up and stopped the class. And the rabbits stayed in the box.