It was only one very, very small act of "activism," but I got up and walked out of church, Presbyterian Church, today in the middle of the sermon. After retelling the story of Jesus healing a man born blind (John 9), the minister launched into a tirade about the evils of assault weapons and how she was from a military family and knew all about guns and on and on, but that "we" all need to see that these "assault weapons are evil" and that they need to be outlawed. Not only that but by implication, anyone who doesn't "see" this evil and agree with her can't be a good Christian. I admit that I didn't hear the rest of her harangue because I got up and walked out. I had attended this church for more than fifteen years. Today was my last day. The weekly contribution that I had been making to the church will now go to the NRA.