Conversion attempt
Apr. 4th, 2014 07:16 pmI forgot to tell the story of getting Marinetti to that last vet appointment.
So I called a cab. When I got in, the guy was on the phone figuring out Koran orders. As in he was bulk-ordering Korans but the other guy had sent the wrong amount or something. He had not been sent enough Korans. Anyway, there was a lot of traffic so we started talking. He said he'd been a vet back in Pakistan and was working on getting his license here, but he'd only been here two years and was working as a cab driver in the meantime. I said, "well, welcome to Toronto, good luck, etc."
He said he really liked Toronto. Previously, he'd been living for six years in Scotland and hated it. Apparently all there is to do in Scotland is drink, fight, and curse the English, and there is a pub every 100 metres*. I thought the latter bit sounded pretty good, but then I said, "Oh, I guess you don't drink."
Which was enough to launch him on the most hamfisted attempt to convert me to Islam ever, with my dying cat purring on my lap. It was the worst conversion attempt I've ever encountered. Like, I would have done a better job trying to convert me to Islam. He wasn't even being a dick about it; he just couldn't come up with one argument that made any sense. (Example: He went from being a cell to a fully grown human, isn't that a miracle? I told him that I'm pretty sure that happens all the time. Also, you don't start with the "alcohol is evil" thing. That's like the worst selling point of any religion.)
Anyway, the whole thing was quite good natured and a distraction. I left him with the story of the Prophet Muhammad and the cat, which I think is a better argument for Islam than any of the ones he provided.
He said, "I'm banging my head against a brick wall, aren't I?"
"Yep," I said. "But you distracted me from thinking about how my cat's dying, and I really appreciate that, so thanks. Salaam alaikum."
So that happened.
* Which led to a funny discussion later with
the_axel about how I wanted to go to Scotland now. Because it has pubs and castles. He pointed out that it is not all pubs and castles. I told him I was disappointed because I was picturing "castle, castle, pub" all the way down the street and apparently it's not like that.
So I called a cab. When I got in, the guy was on the phone figuring out Koran orders. As in he was bulk-ordering Korans but the other guy had sent the wrong amount or something. He had not been sent enough Korans. Anyway, there was a lot of traffic so we started talking. He said he'd been a vet back in Pakistan and was working on getting his license here, but he'd only been here two years and was working as a cab driver in the meantime. I said, "well, welcome to Toronto, good luck, etc."
He said he really liked Toronto. Previously, he'd been living for six years in Scotland and hated it. Apparently all there is to do in Scotland is drink, fight, and curse the English, and there is a pub every 100 metres*. I thought the latter bit sounded pretty good, but then I said, "Oh, I guess you don't drink."
Which was enough to launch him on the most hamfisted attempt to convert me to Islam ever, with my dying cat purring on my lap. It was the worst conversion attempt I've ever encountered. Like, I would have done a better job trying to convert me to Islam. He wasn't even being a dick about it; he just couldn't come up with one argument that made any sense. (Example: He went from being a cell to a fully grown human, isn't that a miracle? I told him that I'm pretty sure that happens all the time. Also, you don't start with the "alcohol is evil" thing. That's like the worst selling point of any religion.)
Anyway, the whole thing was quite good natured and a distraction. I left him with the story of the Prophet Muhammad and the cat, which I think is a better argument for Islam than any of the ones he provided.
He said, "I'm banging my head against a brick wall, aren't I?"
"Yep," I said. "But you distracted me from thinking about how my cat's dying, and I really appreciate that, so thanks. Salaam alaikum."
So that happened.
* Which led to a funny discussion later with
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Date: 2014-04-04 11:24 pm (UTC)On my only trip to Scotland, I remember how jarring it was to grab fast food at a local fast food place, surrounded by plastic pastel furniture, looking out a big window at a rocky, moss-covered cliff on top of which was Edinburgh Castle. The juxtaposition was disorienting.
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Date: 2014-04-05 12:52 am (UTC)(Can you drink in the castles? Is there a castle that is also a pub?)
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Date: 2014-04-05 12:52 am (UTC)I do want to go to Scotland, though! I like both castles and pubs and also the accents are really great. I hear you also have some urban decay.
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Date: 2014-04-05 11:53 pm (UTC)Eh, I am almost certainly stranded in TO this summer, so I can save up. I'll miss the independence vote, though.
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Date: 2014-04-05 11:42 am (UTC)I was slightly disappointed that Lenin's cat's name apparently translated to "Socks" or something.
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Date: 2014-04-05 06:32 pm (UTC)Looking this up lead me to толкать (pronounced Tolkat) which means push/shove and incite/instigate (yet in slang "sell/hustle"). Which seems like an awesome name.
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Date: 2014-04-05 04:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-05 11:38 am (UTC)And it was true. I needed a distraction. And I can always use a chance to practice one of the approximately five phrases I know in Arabic.
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Date: 2014-04-05 12:22 pm (UTC)He sounds like a nice guy. A lot of nice people I know have tried to convert me to Islam, it never seems to stick.
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Date: 2014-04-05 04:54 pm (UTC)You can't just argue someone into believing something that is outside the realm of their personal experience, because (a) if they are any kind of rational person it's not going to work, and (b) what would be the point anyway? Blind faith is not a virtue. I know I'm probably atypical, but I'd see someone paying lip service to a deity I liked without having any real personal connection to them to be almost insulting to the deity.
Although, having just written that, I guess it's not that black and white. Some people haven't had any kind of spiritual experience, but would LIKE to, and get involved in religions hoping to make a space for that to happen, and I don't have any problem with that. It's just the idea of blind faith, or people treating religion as something they can somehow argue or debate someone into, that kind of makes my brain explode. It's like trying to argue someone into falling in love with you: it doesn't work that way. The feeling's there, or it isn't.
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Date: 2014-04-06 12:45 pm (UTC)This means that "come to my X, I'm having Y ceremony" will work for me, but no argument ever will.
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Date: 2014-04-13 11:03 am (UTC)-- kore on DW
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Date: 2014-04-07 05:31 pm (UTC)I guess the weather is shit, and the government is as bad as ours. So there's that.
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Date: 2014-04-07 11:02 pm (UTC)Also, in Edinburgh there is actually a chocolate cafe, which is better than a pub. It has lots and lots and lots of chocolate things. I want to visit it again.
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