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Originally Posted by Mortis
I remember going to LAX and being greeted by the Krishnas, very nice and they were always offering tea? What was with the tea?
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The weirdest place that I ever saw the Hare Krishnas was at the beachfront
in Tel Aviv. There were three of them playing drums, and they were
surrounded by off-leave soldiers who were watching and listening to them
without saying a word.
The three little orange clad beings played faster and faster to get it all over
and done with, so that they could get the heck out of there.
The soldiers bought ice-cream cones and sauntered off.
Methinks that these Hare Krishnas were not the stuff that missionaries are
made of.
They did make some small change from people who felt sorry for them.
Cheers