Some time back I bought my kid an old retro computer. It was from the early to mid eighties. He's into that sort of thing. Retro things are cool to him. I got it off of ebay fairly cheap and it was shipped with several old cartridge games as well.
One of the games was Ghostbusters. When it came I told the kid to go ahead and toss that one before his mother found out and killed us all and burned the house down.
A few months went by. Apparently he forgot to toss the game and it was in his sock drawer collecting lint. My wife found it. I am paraphrasing because I don't remember word for word what was said but it went something like this:
"What is THIS!?"
"What's what."
"This GAME. It says GHOSTBUSTERS! I can't BELIEVE this is in my HOUSE!"
"I asked him to throw it away. Apparently he forgot."
"Don't you know the DEMONS can get into your house from this being in your house?"
"Give it to me. I will throw it away."
"They might already even be here!"
"It's a piece of plastic. There are no demons in it. Why would demons be inside plastic?"
"Are you saying that the Society is wrong and that demons can't get into your house?"
"I'm saying that there are no demons in plastic."
My son starts laughing.
"You all can laugh if you want to. I don't want demons in the house."
She takes the cartridge out on the front porch and crushes it under her shoe on the concrete. Then she tosses it and comes back inside.
The boy is still laughing at his mother who has just behaved rather insanely.
Since I have apparently cast doubt upon the Watchtower, she goes off in a huff. Probably to pray for me that I am not destroyed.
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