In effect, they want people to waste the whole evening from 5 PM until 1:30 in the morning studying Washtowel publications. And then be up in time to report to the Kingdumb Hell for field circus at 5:30 the next morning.
I wonder what happens to those of us without family in the cancer, or those with unbelieving mates and no children. I guess that means the humanoid that dragged me into the cancer is going to "adopt" me as "family", so he can run every little detail of my life. Not that I would want to spend more than 7 hours with that slime bucket.
I think I will put out the white flag and give the victory to the Devil instead of that crap.