Friday, July 14th, 2006:
Mormons in Helsingborg
What I think:
The other day, I had arranged a little business meeting at the Charles Dickens pub, during which we discussed many important issues. The business at hand: drinking beer. Oh, and we also discussed something about mortgages or something.
The value of my flat has gone up considerably over the past year or so, and I'm thinking about doing a bit of financial consolidation to un-dig my current grave; the grave having been partly dug by my beer-drinking business. I liked the irony of choosing my local pub as a meeting place for this discussion.
While we were sitting outside, I noticed a couple of Mormons walking back and forth, trying to strike up conversations with people. I like Mormons. In fact, I was baptised Mormon (later to have an Anglican Confirmation and come pretty close to having a Bar Mitzvah - I'm not joking). Mormons dress like those guys you find in hotel lobbies who are there to help you carry your bags to your room. They seem like very friendly and helpful chaps.
But I thought that Mormonism was strictly a North American thing. Oh, how wrong I was. Look at their website. It appears that they have (am I still allowed to say "we have"?) churches all over the world - even Russia!
In any case, while I was sitting there, outside a pub in the south of Helsingborg, discussing the prospects and possibilities of beer number four, these well-groomed young gentlemen accosted a dreadlocked Rasta guy and had a five-minute discussion with him.
What were they talking about? I wish I could have heard their conversation. Could these Mormons have been trying to enlist him as one of their own? Could they picture him wearing a bell hop outfit? Could they see him with the standard-issue haircut? What do you think they were discussing?
Mormons seem like very nice, well-mannered, and friendly people, but they do not belong on the streets of Helsingborg, especially when important business meetings are taking place. It's time that the Swedish government did something about it. That's what I think.