I was standing on my front porch talking on my cell phone when three car loads of them pulled up down the street. Well. By the time I finished my conversation, one of the JWs was standing on my sidewalk waiting for me to get off the phone. I eventually did.
"Good Morning," he said, "I'm Joe Jones, and I'm one of Jehovah's Witnesses," he proudly informed me not knowing he was staring down the barrels of a side-by-side 10 guage goose gun.
"Well, Mr. Jones, you can stop right there. I refuse to have any dealings with people who protect pedophiles," and I pointed with my cell phone toward the street in an obvious invitation for him to vamoose.
As he was vamoosing, he said over his shoulder and through a sour expression on his face, "You're not a Catholic I take it."
"No, I'm not Catholic, but I fail to see that as a germane topic right now."
"Well, the Catholics have been protecting pedophiles for years."
"And so has your organization Mr. Jones. And I can't believe you'd even bring that topic up. It is irrelevant what the Catholics do. That's no justification for Jehovah's Witnesses doing the exact same thing. You come here to tell me you're as good as the Catholics. Are you nuts? You're supposed to be the only channel of communication God is using today, and you behave like you're running a bawdy house. Now get off my property and don't come back. Any of you."
And he left, scowling that he was unable to overcome an objection at the door I guess.
It made my entire day and it's early yet.
francois