My pack of dogs is fairly astute at telling friend from foe – who is harmless, who’s a bloody nuisance and who is to be turned away from the gate with as much vigour as possible.
This morning, they were going bananas at another roving pack – a band of Jehovah’s Witnesses touring our suburb, as they frequently do.
Charybdys, Scylla, Chippy and Bart were giving full vent to their displeasure, mostly directed towards the women in the other pack, which is unusual for Pit Bulls – they tend to be soppy with females.
I was enraged and ordered them (the JWs that is) away from our gate. They were disturbing my dogs. But my anger didn’t abate immediately. I continued angry for some time after, and I’ve worked out why.
These folks aren’t the benign, friendly God-Botherers they like to portray. They are malevolent, evil scions who should be treated no better than criminals – for that is what, in essence, they are.
What do we call someone who breaks into your house and takes away your possessions? Or someone who hijacks your car at gunpoint? Right.
What then, should we be calling people who, like thieves and hijackers, waylay you in order to take possession of your soul?