“This isn’t funny,” Julia had said to multiple administrative representatives of the private school from the top of the ladder down to the last rung and back up again. “Do you understand? It makes me sick.”
Even the Provost and newly appointed personnel brought to bridge student/administration relations had done nothing when Julia had reported the continuous sexual harassment by a lesbian woman in the dorm. The final straw was her use of the antiquated ventilation system of the old private school. The lesbians’ voice, wrought with perverted propositions and recounts of sexual exploits, carried right into Julia’s room from the main duct in the hallway at all hours of the day and night. It had taken two months for Julia to find out how the girl had managed to pull off that psychological abuse. Still, the administration did nothing to help Julia.
Almost the entire wing of the female dorm had gone pro-lesbian except for a few who remained neutral and of course, Julia. They posted “Straight but not narrow” signs while Julia posted a sign showing a man and a woman holding hands and scripture quotes about the ‘narrow road’. But the young woman did not listen. She had been angered by a note someone had written on her message board outside the door of her room. Over the sexual accounts and perverted messages, they had written that she would ‘go to hell’ because of her sexual choices. Julia had not written this, but because she was a Christian and actively against the barrage of lesbian propaganda, they assumed it was and commenced with the attack.
Julia, heartbroken, had already lost a friend to this world and had empathy for the young woman who had been brainwashed into believing that she could express her individuality by becoming a part of this option.
Julia had tried to reason with her, “I don’t hate you, but you are making choices that you think you understand. But you don’t.” Julia had actually said that whoever wrote that note on her door should not have done it like that. But, she could not say that she did not agree with it.
“You think that desensitizing everyone to your choice is going to make them accept you. But, I will never change my mind about this. I have already lost a friend to this lifestyle. I saw her change from a bright young woman to a self-medicating shadow who hung out at seedy bars looking to meet other women. You are already on that path of self-fulfillment. You think you are right, but if it was right, why do you feel remorse? Why do you have to convince everyone to agree with your choices?”
But, Julia could not reason with her.
Emboldened by the lack of response by the administration to curb her pro-lesbian reign of terror, she would then stand outside Julia’s door and talk about finding her next sexual partner and what she planned to do with them. She had even stated that Julia would like it. Already under trying circumstances due to an illness, Julia felt incapacitated against this barrage of darkness.
“How could they be so blind”, thought Julia. “This woman and her supporters are recruiting into the lesbian lifestyle while I am not allowed to defend my Christian beliefs. They are offended by truth and ignore the fact that they are sexually harassing me. I still can’t believe that they even think that there is another side to this issue. This isn’t only about her sexual preference, this is about real abuse of power.”
Finally, I received a letter from administration. I WAS BEING REMOVED FROM CAMPUS HOUSING! I had no choice but to comply as the request came from a school official. Countering the request would have meant my dismissal according to their rules. Never mind that they broke at least fifty of them in the process. But, I had worked too hard to lose my education for this little girl. And just to make it clear where they stood-they made her one of the “poster” representatives for the school and started a lesbian support group.
Ignored by the President, Board of Directors, and legal representatives of the state who returned my documents with a statement that an “investigation” had determined that my issues were financial and therefore not their problem. I was ruined and my heart ached. But, I got the message. Who would be left to give them theirs?
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