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Yesterday, Sunday the 16th the Christians returned to Union Square and set up shop. It was the same Canadian youth leader as last time (with Canadian Jason) but a whole new crop of high schoolers.


 

This time the majority of them were Oklahoman Christians mixed in with the Canadian Christians. It's a very potent mix.

And this time they had a booth! And they had dancers and performers, free bibles, missionaries and everything! It didn't take long for them to get noticed and immediately kids from Union started handing out my GOD-IS-FAKEs & Jesus Dress Up flyers to everyone involved.

And of course it didn't take long after that for them to find the source of the blasphemous propaganda and head straight towards me with their merciful mission in hand.


I finally feel that I'm to the point where I'm prepared for all the questions, arguments, tactics and inquiries. I can thank years of hate mail for getting me prepared. They came at me with statements like:

* But if there's no God then where does right and wrong come from?

* What about people who don't get caught for their crimes? Where is their justice?

* What's our purpose then?

* But people will fail you!


You'd think that the Canadian youth pastor from last time would have coached these youngsters better for this second time around, but they didn't have a clue.

Somehow thinking that because life wouldn't be fair without God proves to them His existence. Those are of course very naive reasons to believe, but that's the reasoning you're dealing with at this age.


Speaking of naivety, there was this redhead who did the most outrageous sing-along performance piece you could have ever imagined! She did a lip-sync to gospel music that was being played on a loud speaker. She was flailing around, dancing and waving here arms over her head with the craziest grin on her face.

She was so ecstatic about the awesomeness of her God she couldn't even contain herself. While I spoke with the highschoolers gathered around me I pointed to her and said, "Do you think she looks sane?" And as hard as they tried the delirious kids couldn't give me a reply. They were clearly without explanation, for both her and their association with her. It was a treat to behold.

Her dance went on for a while and I wouldn't let the kids I was with off the hook. I kept saying, "Look at her. You've gotta see how crazy you guys look when you bring something like that to New York City." And "Tell me she doesn't look like she's straight out of a mental ward."

But there's no real victory in stumping these Oklahomans. I relish only in the knowledge that they've been thoroughly confused and maybe they're going home with something more to think about. It was a little disappointing to see them so completely stumped by some of my most basic retorts, like:

* Do you think dinosaurs existed? How did they fit in with Adam & Eve?

* Do you think there were really giants, like David & Goliath? Then why haven't we ever dug up a giant's skeleton?


The Student, Canadian Youth Pastor & Me

The kids were dumbfounded. They didn't have a clue. It was a horrible reminder how weak the human brain can be at times.

There was a time even when I was surrounded by at least 10 of these students, who were all very inquisative, listening and asking questions, trying to soak in all of these new ideas that have never even crossed their minds before. It seemed that they couldn't get enough of me.

Finally, after several hours (you can see the duration of time by the amount of sunlight in the pictures) it was time for me and Skater Bob to leave. I left leaving them with the statement: "There's nothing you can say that wouldn't also defend any other religious cult out there." And we walked away leaving their longing puppy-eyed faces to vanish in the Union Square night fall..


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