“That way they will be traumatized into never again venturing out in a GSA uniform.”
Oy.
Let me tell you a story about my Irish Grandmother (she would have fit right in here at FR!).
I was a brownie and a girl scout for a while, but then I decided to give it up. (It had nothing to do with politics or policy or anything like that.)
The next time I visited grandma, on the first day we had breakfast together, she says “Your mother tells me you quit the girl scouts.” I allow that this is true. She then reaches across the table and says “I’d like to shake your hand.” (This is really the first time this has happened to me, since I’m like 10 years old and, as mentioned, as girl.)
I shake hands with her, a little unsure as to what’s going on. And then she says to me “I want to congratulate you for leaving that awful, quasi-military organization.”
I never found out how she felt about my brothers being in the boy scouts!
Your grandmother sounds like a HUGE LEFTY!!