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Yesterday in downtown Tulsa a battle took place of epic proportions between the combined forces of hellfire and brimstone, and the favored underdog, free lovin'.
A street preacher was projecting the threat of eternal damnation across the mall while his skin-head thug assistant, clad entirely in black, threatned to beat people over the head if they refused a track (okay not really...but he was holding his "No Jesus No Peace, Know Jesus Know Peace" placard very menicingly). Suddenly, out of nowhere, a hippie appeared! The gathered crowd of corporate yuppie types were unable to hold back their collective gasp. I had no idea such people existed in Tulsa, but there he was, complete with nappy blonde dreads and the alluring scent of patchouli. In his hands was a placard of his own design that read "Free Hugs and Hi-Fives." As the hippie made his rounds the preacher and his minion became increasingly frustrated and fled the scene, leaving a cascade of Chick tracks in their wake. The Hippie had triumphed! Seemed as if the preacher could learn a thing or two about evangelism from the guy.
If nothing else it was muy entertaining to watch the female office workers squeal and run away when the kid offered them his wares . It was just like recess in elementary school but the shoes were more expensive. Those girls didn't know what they were missin though...best hug I've had in awhile.
posted at 5:11 PM
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