I have an uncle
who's a bit odd. While growing up, it was always a mixed blessing to be the one to ride with Uncle Ernie, because it was amusing and stressful at the same time.

He believed that cartoons were demons sent to corrupt children. Why? Because the only time animals talk is when they are possessed.

Once he gave me a ride to meet a friend of mine who happened to be blind. Over the friend's protests, my uncle laid hands on him to try to exorcise out the "demons of blindness". He's still blind.

He bought a fifty acre hay farm out in the boonies, with a house on it roughly the size of my first car. He was really looking forward to Y2K, because he was sure this was going to correspond with the apocalypse and while all the sinners were being wiped out, he could be righteously safe living off the land. Granted, I'm not sure what he thought he could eat on a hay farm, but he had faith. His wife and daughter told him to enjoy himself out there, they were staying in the city in the good house.

He listened (probably still does) to oddball shortwave radio programs out of the US and believes them. He told me that the US conducts test runs of flying saucers over Australia, for instance. Good to know.

Didn't like me studying quantum physics because Einstein says "God does not play dice".

Feels that evolution is ridiculous because "if we came about because monkeys changed, why didn't they ALL change?" and sits smugly back.

When he and my aunt took their daughter along with my brother and I to see a movie (Harry and the Hendersons), didn't care for the bad language in the film. "There's nothing holy about shit," he said.

We're only related by marriage, thankfully.
(Ejaculantern was caught desecrating pumpkins on, Thu 30 Oct 2008, 19:48, Reply)