Door-to-Door Salesmen

Not talking about vacuum or encyclopedia salesmen, either. Talking about J's Witnesses coming to my Mezuza'd door and trying to teach me all about the love of Jesus, b-blah, b-blah, b-blah.

Ick. I really hate it when the come to my door. The temptation is always to get into a discussion with them about how Christianity is so NOT a religion with which I want anything to do. Instead, I always do the right thing. I point to the Mezuza and wave bye-bye and close the door.

Maybe I should have a handout prepared to give to these yokels with a history of Christian and Christian-caused persecution of the Jews over the last 1,700 years.