London Break - Part 5 - I swear this is the last one.

This is the last of the London tracts. Found lodged between some railings at Speaker's Corner. I don't think it was being handed out by any of the speakers present.

London Break - Part 4 - It Continues

Another one from Speaker's Corner..... Well, it was closer to Marble Arch, and looks like it'd been stepped on a whole bunch. To be honest I just want the London stuff out of the way so I can focus on the madness closer to home ;)

Hit the jump for the rest...

Oh come on. Is this the best they've got? It's going to take a lot more than underlining random words to get anywhere.

London Break - Part 3 - I Heart Speaker's Corner

On our last day in London, I decided to pay a brief visit to Speaker's Corner. Speaker's Corner is basically one of the most fucking brilliant ideas ever. Granted, it is something which undoubtedly is largely occupied by preachers, conspiriacy nuts, trolls and general whackjobs, but that's part of the fun of it, and par for the course in the great free exchange of ideas.

When I went, (early afternoon, August 1st) there were four distinct speakers there. One was a Jamaican guy wearing comedy devil horns, telling people to "divorce Jesus." The next was a Muslim stand, but I wasn't able to get close enough to that one in the short time I was there. My dad informs me that he was there later on and some lady started causing drama by yelling at them that all Muslims are terrible people because september 11th etc.

The third guy is where I got this tract, and a couple more from. He was a pretty standard preacher of Turn or Burn Christianity, and seems to have got his tracts from the same source as whoever had left "Are You Saved" in the phonebox the previous night. He had some henchmen with him to hand the tracts out. Finally, there was a guy on a soapbox singing something I couldn't understand. He was wearing a Star Of David tie and trousers with "Jesus Is Lord" written on them. Opposite him were a bunch of signs which I didn't get to read all the way through (Like I said, I was pushed for time and had other stuff I wanted to do) which appeared to be geared towards convincing Jews that Jesus was the messiah this whole time.

But enough talk. There's a tract I'm meant to finish isn't there. Go hit the jump

London Break - Part 2

Following immediately after the brief encounter with the guy in Leicester Square, I found this in a phone box. Made a change from the various escort services advertised in pretty much every goddamn phone box in the city.

Hit the jump.

London Break

Last month, I partook in a family trip to London for a couple days. On our last night there, there was a guy standing on a stool in Leicester Square, yelling at nobody in particular about how they were doomed to hell, and handing out copies of this very tract. Of course, I took one off him. He asked me if I was a Christian, to which I replied in the negative.

The tract itself is classic scare-you-into-converting material. Hit the jump.