One of the most brilliant metaphors about Christianity and its insane adherence to barbaric traditions was a short story written in 1948 by Shirley Jackson, called The Lottery

This book was turned into a short film, which I saw in an 8th grade social studies class. Scared the bejezzus out me as I had never before contemplated people could be so stupid as to follow so mindlessly barbaric tradition like this.

As I watched, all I could think of is "Why isn't anyone in the crowd putting a stop to it!". That is when I realized the immorality of religion and religious tradition.

A brilliant example of blind faith and group think mentality.

Thanks for reminding me of this film and book, it brings back memories, not necessarily fond ones, but memories nonetheless.