The Hobby Lobby Story
Is it the Hobby Lobby craft store chain you have an issue with? If you're fortunate enough to have one near you, then you also have the competitors of Hobby Lobby, like Michael’s, JoAnn’s, or some other regional store. You have a choice: shop there, or don’t. Why do you go into a store that upsets you so much?
Is it their product line that distresses you? No one forces you to go there and look at what they have. I go into a lot of book stores. I find erotica and distopian novels disturbing, disgusting even. So I don’t look at them, pick them up, or read the backs. I don’t go to that part of the store. It never crossed my mind to demand the store close or remove products because I don’t like something on their shelves. If a product bothers you, why not walk away and leave it for someone who might like it? When did you develop such a sense of importance? Do you need a cape for your job of protecting citizens?
Or is it that you don’t like cotton bolls in your floral arrangements? Don’t buy cotton bolls. Buy sunflowers, roses, cacti; whatever you like. Every product in every store is not intended for you. You don’t have to like everyone else’s arrangements. Has someone appointed you as Superintendent of Aesthetic Tastes for Everyone? That’s a lot of responsibility, isn’t it?
Could it be 19th century farming practices you object to? Well, you’re a little late to that party, but if that’s your protest, then you should probably also stop eating rice, drinking coffee, and using tobacco. And to give your protest credibility, I suggest you don’t wear cotton tee shirts and denim jeans for your 2 minutes on prime time.
At the conclusion of the interview, I’d like to thank her for informing us where to find the cotton bolls I need for a wreath project I saw on Pinterest using stems of cotton. It’s for the door at my mom’s nursing home here in NC. She lived her first 92 years in Michigan. I’m sure she’s never seen a Southern cotton field in bloom, or raw cotton. I want to share that with her. It's an amazing sight to behold. Anyone who grew up in the South can tell stories of picking cotton in them old cotton fields back home.
Alas, Protester, the world is so much bigger than you.