I had an interesting discussion about religion last night over cocktails, and I was troubled to have no strong religion of my own to espouse. It’s not very fun defending a lack of religion — I felt so uncommitted. So I was delighted this morning to discover (via the lovely Anne) what might be my solution:
People of the United States! We are Unitarian Jihad! We can strike without warning. Pockets of reasonableness and harmony will appear as if from nowhere! Nice people will run the government again! There will be coffee and cookies in the Gandhi Room after the revolution.
So I signed up:
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Sister Spikey Mace of Looking at All Sides of the Question.
And my assigned name is very right on! I’ve never felt so immediately understood by an automated program before. Clearly there’s something special here.
Resistance is futile. You will be assimilated. In a very reasoned, reasonable way.