A Great Friday, Actually.
Every Good Friday they come out. It's the huge group of people from a local church who decided that making one of their church members drag a cross on his back through the streets of downtown while dressed as Romans, the devil and onlookers cheering Jesus' execution as blood pours down his face wearing a crown of thorns, would be the best way to spend their night.
I watch it every year (and more often than that, occasionally) and I have to wonder what the hell they're thinking? They all hold signs up that list various sins such as abortion, jealously, and drunkeness. The devil is holding a sign that says "See You In Hell" and makes a point of showing it to the kids in the outdoor patios drinking who look on in confusion and disbelief. They'll stop every few feet, lean the cross up against a light pole, attach Jesus to it like they're crucifying him, and then say a few words - street preaching, actually - only to continue on to the next street corner and do the same thing over again.
It's one of the strangest things I see downtown. It seems to me, at least, to be one big show of judging all the drunk college kids and telling them they're going to hell. It's a shitshow, really, and some people out get really offended, some of us just laugh, and the rest of the kids are just too drunk to realize what the hell is really going on.
But this year, I had to really crack up when I saw the judgement parade coming down the street with the signs and the yelling and the guy dressed up with a devil mask on, all of them pointing at the drunk kids, condemning them to an eternal damnation.
One of the people in the group had a colorful sign that said "Happy Easter".
To me, at least, it seemed a tad out of place.