Keori over at Pam’s House Blend reported on a group of evangelist street preachers coming to the University of Hawaii’s Manoa campus through this week to stand around and yell at people. I guess they needed a vacation.
Hawaii’s Star Bulletin identified the group as Bema Ministries, apparently based in the Tampa, Florida area. Oddly, the leader of the group only identifies himself as JK on the group’s site, but another page that links to groups like his identifies him as John Kranert. Based on the only clear picture I could find of him (There are remarkably few pictures of street preachers’ faces. Mostly it’s their backs.), he is TOTALLY NOT GAY YOU GUYS!
Anyway, the Honolulu Weekly published a great account of last Wednesday’s event in their ongoing “Floating City” feature. Go over there for the full account, but I thought this was so great that I couldn’t help but excerpt a bit of it.
Now there is a sizable crowd, Iâ€™m estimating 100 people, and itâ€™s pretty clear that the crowd is not supporting Yelling Guy. A handful of security guards are monitoring the situation.
Yelling Guy yells something like: â€œAre there any good Christians here? Isnâ€™t there anyone who will stand with me?â€
Two girls emerge from the crowd. Iâ€™m thinking, â€œWell shit, there are people who agree with this guy.â€ They hold hands like good little Christian girls ready to stand behind their preacher. Then the girls grab each other and make out, right in front of him, and the crowd goes wild. I didnâ€™t get a picture because I was so shocked and too busy cheering like everybody else. Seriously. Crowd goes WILD. Iâ€™ve never felt such solidarity in a crowd before. Eventually, security steps in, and the crowd goes wild, chanting â€œGO HOME! GO HOME! GO HOME!â€ as Yelling Guy resists securityâ€™s attempts to lead him away. Then he walks out with security and the crowd disperses.
Iâ€™m telling this story because I felt like the good guys won, and it was comforting. Iâ€™m disappointed in the good guys for getting angry and stooping to the level of confrontation, but I still feel like weâ€™re the good guys nonetheless.
No doubt about it. You were the good guys that day.