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I was brought up as a Quaker. One venerable elderly grey haired lady of the Society always used to greet such doorsteppers with the phrase "Oh how interesting - come in and have a cup of tea, I'm sure you'd like to hear all about my views" - word got around quite quickly that she was prepared to counter convert (religious equivalent of MAD?) and JW calls ceased.

ChavWivaLawDegree Wrote:

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> Yeh some dodgy bits in Isiah about slavery!


But that's the problem... the moment you start picking and choosing which bits to buy into, it renders the whole thing invalid in my opinion!

As these are people who are willing to engage strangers in conversation on the bus I propose we declare January Pull a Preacher month. I have seen a few who are passably attractive.


It will lighten up an otherwise dreary month. You could even start a thread with a points system on a sliding scale from mildly inappropriate banter to full blown abandonment of organised religion in favour of drug fuelled hedonism.


It?s a less ridiculous idea than having a whole host of religions justified solely by a belief that a book, cobbled together over the millennia from writings produced from different frames of reference and for different purposes and different people, somehow speaks with one moral voice.


I?m going to be busy in January by the way. Let me know how you guys get on.

I'm with moos, if a 'preacher' is politely willing to strike up interesting conversational debate, then I'll be more than happy, be the topic their evangelical god (my lack of capitals, not theirs), the Invisible Pink Unicorn or indeed donkey buggery. If they're pretty then all the better.


To shout, bully, frighten, lecture, preach and generally make themselves unwelcome is as horribly antisocial as loud music, litter and spitting on buses as far as I'm concerned.


For the record I'm normally pretty nice to the JWs that come to my door, they're actually quite a cheery addition to a sunday morning and are happy to engage in lively 'debate' and have certainly done me no harm, are sensitive polite and personable.

My lot are black, middle class and I have yet to hear a tut from one of them, perhaps tutting is a cultural thing, the white middle class version of sucking teeth?

Brendan Wrote:

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> Jeremy Wrote:

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> > Plymouth Brethren...

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> I always thought that was a type of motorcar.

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> As in, ??a Quaker in the back of my Plymouth

> Brethren??


Yeah, I'm imagining a large American "station wagon" made of wood.



http://www.hudsonmotorcarco.com/images/gallery/1942-Station-Wagon.jpg

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