I remember one street preacher, many many moons ago, armed with an A2 pad, an easel, and a loaded paintbrush. He was going on about how the xtian crucifix was a map. or something, to find "God". As I recall, the upright bit was some sort of barrier, pride or something, that was preventing "God" - the right-hand sticky-out bit - from reaching we poor humans. We had to make the effort to reach out and meet this godthing halfway, symbolised by the other sticky-out bit. There's no part of that I could have made any more or less insane.
Then there was another about five years back, in our town centre. It was a gorgeous summer day and Sam and I were having lunch al fresco, ie on a bench. This idiot was standing by the fountain (we have a fountain shaped like the Mekon, which is never switched on) literally screaming random biblespam at everyone around him, most of whom were either ignoring or laughing at his antics (see, xtians? This is what you look like to us over here). He was really spoiling the day for everyone. There was this one guy who was getting really riled up, to the point where his mates were literally having to hold him back from decking the bloke. The funniest part, though, was that this preacher was working this into his act, yelling about persecution and how Satan was clearly trying to stop him spreading whatever message he thought he had to deliver. Sadly we had to be somewhere at that point, and he wasn't there when we got back; so we never got closure.
Then there was another about five years back, in our town centre. It was a gorgeous summer day and Sam and I were having lunch al fresco, ie on a bench. This idiot was standing by the fountain (we have a fountain shaped like the Mekon, which is never switched on) literally screaming random biblespam at everyone around him, most of whom were either ignoring or laughing at his antics (see, xtians? This is what you look like to us over here). He was really spoiling the day for everyone. There was this one guy who was getting really riled up, to the point where his mates were literally having to hold him back from decking the bloke. The funniest part, though, was that this preacher was working this into his act, yelling about persecution and how Satan was clearly trying to stop him spreading whatever message he thought he had to deliver. Sadly we had to be somewhere at that point, and he wasn't there when we got back; so we never got closure.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
