Editor:

I am not one to criticize religion. I am the daughter of a Catholic mother and Jewish father, so therefore, my parents did not raise me with much of a background. However, I recognize faith plays a major role in most people's lives. Not only am I in awe of this unconditional love, I envy it.

A serious problem arises, though. I have grown tired of having religion pushed down my throat. When I walk on the Mall to class, I am guaranteed to run into at least one person pushing some sort of religion. Whether it is from some man peacefully preaching on a microphone or another man screaming in my ear, it is constantly rushing at me. It becomes increasingly disheartening when, as I am walking out of the library minding my own business, I am surrounded by "Christians Asking Questions About Jesus." Then I have to wrench myself from their grip to attempt to go on my way.

I question these actions because it is an invasion of my privacy. I am unable to walk this campus without being accosted by someone convinced they have something to convince me of. Where is the line drawn between speaking one's mind about one's faith and forcing someone else to bear to their beliefs?

Elizabeth Wolper
undeclared freshman