Anti-Quakism

I am sick to death of Anti-Quakism. Let's face it, we are a hated minority.
All this talk about women in combat. Let's get real! We are the ones discriminated against! We get all the sh*t jobs in the army! We peal potatoes (well before that was contracted out to Haliburton)... we carry the wounded off the field... we ... well damn! We don't get to do the fun stuff like drop the bombs and shoot folks! That's the stuff they make movies about!
Then courts! Every one comes in and takes their hats off, but do the Quakers get a break?
Noooooo way Jose! We have to sit there in the stuffy court room and keep our hats on our heads... standing out like a sore thumb! Open to ridicule and scorn. Then it comes time to take an oath, everyone gets to put their hand on the bible, but do they bring us the bible? No! They say, "Ah, hell, it is another one of those Quakers... Look Charlie, do you affirm?"
We don't get included in the pledge of allegiance, or sing the national anthem at ball games... let's stop this discrimination, folks! We want to play too! And when was the last time a Quaker got a belt of wine at a Catholic Mass, everyone has a drink but the Quakers, and well, maybe the Jews, and the Hindus and the... well, I am just sick of it.
And all the Quaker jokes... like, how many Quakers does it take to screw in a light bulb? I don't know, ask the property committee, or, we will sit in the dark and wait for the light, or we will bring that up at the next Biz Meeting, so you should have an answer in about eighteen months... or... ah look, lets just cut the you know what.
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