My brother in christ. I literally got mugged by Jehovah's Witnesses before. I was walking home one afternoon the week before easter when two white christian cis males literally rode their bikes up next to me on both sides and started circling me and wouldn't let me leave until I had a conversation with them. They asked me what I was doing for easter and tried to get me to agree to go to a mass with them. They smelled my depression and I could see in their eyes that I was a fresh, juicy cut of meat right on the bone, prime material for emotional manipulation. The exact kind of sap their training teaches them to look for. A lifelong mark. I was alone and I physically couldn't escape them. There was no threat of violence but I felt really uncomfortable and these guys were persistent. Unironically, I do try to avoid white guys who look too much like Christians in public because of this exact stuff. I never have to worry about a black guy trying to make me join a religion or buy a phone or vote for Generic Local Politics Liberal White Woman #69. Signing my entire life away to a cult is worse than getting stabbed.
The worst thing that ever happened to be in the local "bad" black neighborhood was I saw a stray cat one time and it startled me. Once I saw a homeless person on the ground. I had to approach a man who may possibly have been on slightly more drugs than I was.
I was raised Catholic and I can assure you, we are blood sucking monsters and you should avoid us.
