The “religious” individuals or groups that visit this campus usually get a lot of grief, but the older gentlemen that pass out the little green New Testaments in the morning deserve some praise.

They don’t rant and rave about this or that, act condescendingly toward you or yell, “Slut!” at barely clad females (I’m not making that one up).

Very kindly, they offer you a copy of the New Testament as you walk by. If you decline, they do not tell you you are going to burn in hell like a charcoal briquette on Memorial Day — they graciously accept your declination.

Our other campus visitors — the usual unseemly brand of proselytizers — could (and should) learn something from these gentlemen.

Jeremy Alm

Graduate Student

Mathematics