My neighbor is fuming.

"This is America. I don't agree with what you sell, but I will defend your right to sell it. I'm not offended at all. It's people like that nasty specimen that give conservatives a bad name."

I look at my contract. There's nothing in there.

My neighbor says, "Excuse me sir?" "And YOU should be ashamed for defending her!" he yells.

He walks away. Five minutes later a student volunteer comes and asks me to remove the shirts. "No political merch. It's in your contract." I do, no questions asked.