Every few months for the last 8 years I get a visit from 2 or 3 Jehovah Witnesses. One of them is the same guy from day one and he likes to bring the “new recruits” along so that they “see a real live atheist”. He thinks that he is teaching them debating skills and I will give him some credit for that. He is rather good at it but not quite a W.L. Craig. I suppose we improve each other’s skillset to a certain degree.
It can be funny sometimes. If I know they are calling I will “accidently” leave a copy of the Book of Mormon on the coffee table. When he sees it he gets all riled up about how wrong their made up religion is. Of course when the Mormons call they see the Watchtower. The novices will at first sit in silence and stare at me. I am always polite and civil with them and tell them that “mi case es tu casa”. I use my tattoos as teaching aids which can be hilarious and when they try to look away they see shelves full of books on atheism and science. They find it strange that an Atheist can know the Bible better than many Christians do.
I forbid them from reading the Bible to me. Then they get my routine about “objective evidence please”. After about 2 hours they tend to get irritable. They are not used to people trying to prevent them from leaving!! So they will make up excuses and I will eventually let them go. They are so worn out they don’t have the head to call on anyone else. Please call back anytime…it was great to chat with you!! Sometimes they look shell shocked wondering what just happened.
I have “rescued” about 7 of them at this point. Some have called back to thank me. One called back because she felt so lost and confused because she no longer believed. I have done the same with a few Evangelical types too. Once two Mormons called to me. It was their first house call in Ireland and they had only arrived the previous day from the US. Before they said a word I explained their whole lives to them.
What their parents believed. How they grew up and were indoctrinated into their faith. How they were made to feel special about being “chosen” to spend their time on the mission to Ireland. I spent most of the time telling them what they believed and how they viewed the world. It was like I had done 12 rounds with them. They were visibly upset but they “knew” I was right even if they did not fully understand the enormity of what that would mean. They may not have left my house as atheists but they were no longer Mormons. The next day I called to them and introduced them to the ex-Mormon family from Utah a few doors away. I was very happy for them. If only I played golf!!