Proselytizing. Can it claim to be anything but more-enlightened-than-thou? A proselytizer sees a perfect stranger on the street, and begins to hold forth on the subject of how to be saved, or how to be happy, or of how to avoid an eternity in hell. The proselytizer does this with the blessed assurance that he/she has answers that the perfect stranger lacks. How does the proselytizer know this, or pretend to know it? Why not stop all of the happy-looking people and ask them the secret of the meaning of life, instead of presuming to tell it to them?
Suggestion--Next time a proselytizer tries to stop you on the street, tell him or her how to be happy--like you are.
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