… earlier this month, something quietly snapped as I listened to two Jehovahâ€™s Witnesses at my door. Actually, I only listened to one â€” thereâ€™s always a Talker and what I guess youâ€™d callâ€¦a witness. The Talker had started by reading me a weirdly mundane verse from Psalms, then asked for my reaction. What follows is as close to verbatim as I can recall.
Thanks Natalie for sending me the link.