I’ve been on one of these buses. You sit there in the bus, waiting for it to fill up enough to leave. It’s hot like a sauna. Everyone is dehydrated (so you don’t stop to pee) and miserable. Then some asshat with energy like a reincarnated Richard Simmons jumps on the bus and has music going and shouts at you, or maybe even has a fucking portable PA system, inside a literal tin can on wheels. It lasts forever. No one reacts. No one’s into it. No one wants this. Ever. Then the preacher, who is likely just some asshat doing this to scam a few cedis, prays that you won’t die on the road. Which is a real threat. So people throw him a little something and he moves on.
Thank the gods above and below, that this will not plague another generation.
I’ve been on one of these buses. You sit there in the bus, waiting for it to fill up enough to leave. It’s hot like a sauna. Everyone is dehydrated (so you don’t stop to pee) and miserable. Then some asshat with energy like a reincarnated Richard Simmons jumps on the bus and has music going and shouts at you, or maybe even has a fucking portable PA system, inside a literal tin can on wheels. It lasts forever. No one reacts. No one’s into it. No one wants this. Ever. Then the preacher, who is likely just some asshat doing this to scam a few cedis, prays that you won’t die on the road. Which is a real threat. So people throw him a little something and he moves on.
Thank the gods above and below, that this will not plague another generation.
It’s begging with a bit of flair. Kind of like busking.