The God Squad
Today at lunchtime I was approached by a couple of members of a self-confessed Christian group, and asked whether I would be happy to answer a few questions from their survey. After a few seconds thought I declined as I was enjoying a shami kebab and the newspaper at the time.
I immediately started to regret missing my chance to provide some "counter-evangelism" to support my side of the faith balance, figuring that those who might agree to answer would be quite charged-up on God already. I wanted to help put across how contented a life based purely on those (God-given!) attributes of thought, knowledge and moral humanity can be. And I've thought long and hard about the evolutionary reasons for the persistence of our propensity for belief - Darwin roolz and all that. However I thought I'd look slightly sad chasing after them shouting "Stop, I absolutely must have my say!"
Lo and behold, five minutes later, another small group of Xians appeared, and this time I willingly answered their questionnaire, and aside from the awkward moment when one of them offered up some some reading material about the Gospels (despite me being a self-confessed absolute zero non-believer), it appeared to be a thoroughly pleasant experience for all.