John joins the protest.

Okay, I know that Peter, one of our bloggers who goes by the name The Curmudgeon, likes coincidences - what Richard of Richard's Bass Bag* defined as 'parallel universing'.

Here's the thing. Remember, in his last blog post how Robert had to clean a Presbyterian church and be out of there by nine? Remember that this is a church that doesn't contemplate the sufferings of Jesus. In fact, they only seem interested in the resurrected Christ. Bastards! They don't seem to like having Catholics around either - look at the way they told Robert to bugger off. 

Anyway, John is a member of this Presbyterian church and actually thought, as he saw Robert bugger off, "Good riddance to the Catholic swine!"

John was rather slow at school. Some have speculated that, had he been at St. Patrick's College in Wellington in 1966, he would have struggled to make 3M and would probably have found his rightful place in 3R. John was brought up by Presbyterian parents and everything he learnt at church made perfect sense to him. 

An early picture of John.

His parents didn't like Catholics and had some strange opinions on other more rational things. They certainly didn't trust scientists and John grew up to hate people in lab coats. At school John was always naughty in Science class. On leaving school he entered the cleaning profession and eventually worked his way up to head cleaner at one of the local Countdowns. 

John had a deep belief that the Science teachers at high school (a couple of whom were supposedly Catholics) were purposefully scuttling his chances of academic success. He skipped a lot of classes and made it clear that he felt hard done by.

He'd made it to head cleaner but John felt that he should really be something like prime minister. He soon recognized that what lefties called Aotearoa was a communist state where too much time was devoted to silly activities like learning Maori. Then they wanted him to get vaccinated!

John returned from a FREEDOM camping site, as he did every week, to attend church.

That was the day he realized that HIS CHURCH was employing a Catholic to clean God's house!

He knew well that Catholics had some weird beliefs. He'd also inspected Robert's work and was well aware that he was skimping on certain cleaning responsibilities. The shit stain on a toilet seat in the women's room, where elderly Mrs. Rogers had missed the bowl last week, was still there. How could a cleaner have missed it? Unless he didn't care much for Presbyterians. 

Maybe the Catholics were purposefully running down the state of the church so that they could take it over?

After church John hurried back to the FREEDOM camping site. There was work to be done and communists to oust.

FREEDOM!

* the original bass bagging site