I am a knitter. I have always believed that knitters are a widely diverse group united by perhaps just one single thing: their passion for knitting. If I see someone knitting or crocheting, I know that somewhere... deep down... we have a connection, a common language. And we probably have a few other things in common: Ravelry.com and knowledge of a LYS (Local Yarn Shop).
Yesterday, my LYS had a Facebook post that I didn't quite understand.
I must admit that I was stunned.
And then, it seemed to escalate.
Someone took the LYS to task for her statement.
At the end of his message to her, he said he'd be coming to her shop wearing a MAGA 2020 hat and dared her to refuse service to him.
All of this breaks my heart. Why are some things not allowed to be discussed? How will we ever have a chance to work out our differences if we are never allowed to speak of those differences? How is slamming the door in the face of someone wearing a MAGA hat any different than doing the same thing to a young black man in a hoodie or a drag queen?
Apparently, the knitting world is not the quiet, apolitical place that I have always seen it to be.
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