Meeting for worship

And that was a bone chilling thought.

And the judge did something that our attorney later told me he's never seen before.

She looked out at the box, the courtroom, whatever they call the space for visitors and observers.

And she said, who are these people? She said, I see the father and the girlfriend, but I don't know who the rest of you are.

in making change.

Quaker practice doesn't end when you leave meeting.

It's not something that you can take off.

It's who I am, and the work that I'm doing is unabashedly Quaker.

Quaker is like a religion, sort of.

And every Friday morning, we had Quaker meeting for worship, which is you would go into the gym and they had chairs set up and you would just sit silently.

And if someone wanted to speak, they would stand up and speak.

And otherwise it was completely silent.

He could make them short and squeaky, like squeak.

He could make them long and like thunderous, like, like, and he could make them from not smelly to super smelly.

And the goal was to make us laugh in meeting for worship because he wanted to get us in trouble.

And I was like, Pierre, do not make us laugh this time.