Went out on Thanksgiving day once that I can remember, although I'm sure that over my twenty years in the borg I did it more than that. Frikkin most retarded thing I've ever done. Oh, yeah, have some magazines about how much your holidays offend God and He'll kill you for it someday soon, don't know exactly when, but sure enough it's any day now, see the (1975/peace and security/generation of 1914/space rockets)...
It's about time they quit. Maybe they can try letting their poor saps enjoy themselves on these days. It drives me crazy how they beat up on their poor followers and don't let them have even the smallest amount of fun.
Oh, instead of exchanging presents and celebrating the birth of Christ, let's go out into the door to door work in the freezing cold and give away magazines and tracts.
Absolute rot. On the particular Thanksgiving day, we were offering magazines about AIDS in Africa to the comfortable, white, middle-class neighborhood, surrounded by beautiful scenery and gorgeous weather. That was when I started to have serious doubts about whether or not my religion really was relevant to my life. I mean, I care about AIDS in Africa and wish we'd done more about it years ago, but good god, there's a time and place to bring this to people's attention and just when they are about to pop the turkey in and watch the football game is NOT the time, yes? They have other things on their mind, yes?
If my religion had really trained us to be ministers, like they claimed we were, we would have been running a soup kitchen or something, not berating people for not feeling guilty enough.
Idiocy. Absolute idiocy.
I need a beer just thinking about it all.
CZAR