All Along the WatchTower.... Part One

Im not one to have a pop at organised religion. I mean , I respect anyone who is organised, given my general lack thereof.

I dont have a a problem with religion per se. I think in an increasingly bleak world, it can be beneficial to have a rigid belief in something, even if it is just to make sense of the environment around us. Whether it be God, Allah, Colonel Sanders or Noel Edmond's Beard.

But some of these organisations could maybe benefit from a PA makeover.

I was at mein papa's just this evening actually, and for some reason unbeknownst to any of us, he has been recieving publications from the Jehovah's Witnesses for quite sometime.

Note this flyer.


This would very much appear to be the SummerSlam of religion. I mean, nothing enables a free thinking individual to decide on a lifestyle choice than being gangbanged by a representative from each division. Its the spiritual equivalent of walking around Currys in the LCD flat screen TV section, only to have twelve plaid shirt-clad freshly pimpled adolescent trainees bouncing all over your clearly feeble brain with the latest offers and advice on HD- Ready.

Personally, I cant decide on the open handed gesture on this flyer. Is it a 'here, check out this religion, behold the perks.' Or is it, 'See this? I call this one the Benevolent Backhand. Feel it on your sinful cheek.' I mean, attitude like that will certainly grab the attention.

But the thing that worries me most... lack of a representative from the Jedi faith. Poor show chaps. I mean that makes a ball breaking decision like that alot easier, surely....

All this from a group of people, who make it their business to arrive on your doorstep proclaiming the end of the world and telling you your birthday is simply just out of order.

Surely a slap from a clergyman is comparatively no great shakes?