Thin Orange Line: They Call Us Deathscorts

I've been keeping an eye on the news that one of the remaining late-term abortion doctors is about to open a clinic somewhere in town. Judging from the articles, he's planning on flying under the radar as much as possible to cut down on the protesters as long as possible.

Here's an article about the gearup to find and "out" him and to harass - I mean "sidewalk counsel" his clients. Oh, and harass - I mean "convert" - the escorts.

Tactics include snapping pictures of any guy who might be the doctor and assume he is, putting his picture on flyers and leaflet bombing his neighborhood. Posing as clients to lie a way into the clinic to get pictures/information on it. All the usual "it's my right to hound anyone we deem guilty... but we'll bat our eyes and look innocent if someone REALLY goes overboard" stuff.

But there is one paragraph that makes me smile:
Ames says that one of the biggest challenges to these "counseling" efforts is the presence of clinic escorts, volunteers who accompany patients into clinics in order to shield them from anti-abortion activists. "That’s a tough one," Ames concedes. "When you have these escorts—we call them 'deathscorts'—it becomes very difficult. We do attempt to convert the deathscorts. I might go up to one and say, 'You’re helping lead these women to the slaughter. What kind of man are you?' You try to appeal to their sense of honor, or if they're a man, their manliness."

I guess the conversion line does explain some of the things that've been said to me. But seriously, how is that supposed to work? I read that and all I can think of is those fake "I used to be an atheist just like you" pitches.

I hadn't planned on taking a shift this weekend, but now I'm starting to be inspired...