21 May 2010

When I was a child I refused to go to confession. The priest said ok, standing outside the church. I still think of this as a progressive response. Today over tea my Oma and my mom both said he seemed creepy.

In any case, it was the beginning of the end of organized religion for me.

1 comment:

Soren Lorensen said...

I was physically dragged up to the hat-man at the front by a teacher, aged maybe 11 or 12, and he put a dirty cross of ash on my head.