dorayme said:
Yes, it is good fun this. I use similar techniques to the ones I
use when Jehovah's Witness couples turn up on the doorstep. At
least the reaction after about 1/2 an hour is the same, they
plead to be let go...
Many many years ago my college roommate and I were at home together one
afternoon. A knock at the door. This was in (about) 1970. Clad only in
cut-off jeans I opened the door to two very young men in dark slacks,
white shirts and dark ties. Yep, Mormons. My inclination was to say:
"Go away!" My roommate wanted to play.
So, we invited them in and spent an engaging two hours while they traced
the course of Joseph Smith and antiquity using felt cutouts and maps
which they dutifully laid out on the floor of our one-bedroom apartment,
fervently describing what was, to them, Nirvana, and, to us, was utter
bull shit. And we spent those two hours asking sensible questions,
logic-based, about all they had to say, getting no reasonable answers,
ever. Getting ever edgier, they finally gathered up their felt toys and
politely bowed out of the encounter. I got the feeling that they were
fleeing for the sake of their immortal souls.
Still, by the time they left, all I could feel was: "Well, hell, at
least they didn't bother my neighbors for two hours!"
I am torn. I don't know whether to hate more the inept creators of
software and other consumer goods which are ill-conceived, or those
tormentors of peaceable people, the proselytizers of any ilk or any
persuasion. I mean, dang, it is illegal to shoot them under most
circumstances. Sigh.
