As I passed through Cary Town (in Richmond) on my way to school yesterday, I saw a group of 15 or so people holding a protest against Scientology. I have a really hard time understanding religious intolerance.
First, I can’t even fathom how one person’s religious beliefs have anything to do with me. I think the idea of Big Foot is pretty ridiculous, but I don’t see how someone else believing in giant monkeys threatens me in anyway.
I understand protesting war or civil rights violations, but I can’t even begin to imagine hating a religion so much that I’m going to spend a beautiful Saturday morning standing on a corner screaming at cars.


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April 3, 2008 at 2:21 pm
jed
good point.
April 8, 2008 at 8:29 pm
Dick Clark
It’s all about experience with the religion itself. If Tom Cruise had kidnapped and brainwashed you and then gave orders to jump around on Oprah’s couch, you’d feel a little bit more passionate about the issue. BAM!