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ARTHUR GETS RELIGION

  (Gordon is reading his paper, but Arthur is staring upwards to the skies, a far-away look in his
  eyes.)
   
Gordon You're far away… you're not in one of Thelma's trances, are you?
Arthur No, no. I'm pondering.
Gordon Oh yes?
Arthur I'm pondering a complete change of life-style, Gordon. Packing it all in for a better life.
Gordon You've won the lottery.
Arthur No, no. Last night, I found myself watching one of these American religious channels.
Gordon One of the evangelical things, was it?
Arthur Yes. I'd just opened my bank statement, and I was feeling particularly low at the time… I suppose
  I was in spiritual need… of comfort. And there on the TV screen, were all these people --
  ordinary people like me -- coming forward -- some being healed of haemorrhoids and
  halitosis and so on, and others just proclaiming their beliefs. Shouting them out, really, joyously.
  There was a lot of gospel singing and clapping and chanting. And people promising to sell
  their homes and send the money to the church, and so on. I found it all inspiring -- enormously
  inspiring. And -- and I came to a decision that's been brewing at the back of my mind for a
  long time now.
Gordon You've seen the light -- answered the call.
Arthur No, no. Not that.
Gordon So what has it inspired you to do?
Arthur I'm going to start my own religion.
Gordon Why?
Arthur Isn't it obvious? For the money. How else am I to get back into the black?
Gordon You're not going to ask people to worship you, are you?
Arthur Of course not. That would be tacky. I couldn't handle that much emotion.
Gordon Just the money. So who are they going to worship?
Arthur Well, every religion needs a figure-head. A strong leader, preferably dead, who can provide
  inspiration, and yet whose written and spoken words are enigmatic and mysterious, that never
  quite make sense. And I believe I've found that person.
Gordon Margaret Thatcher.
Arthur Yes. The cult of the Iron Lady. And all we have to do is wait for her to die.
Gordon We've been waiting for that for years.
Arthur She can't live forever.
Gordon D'you think you could persuade people to bow down and worship her?
Arthur Well -- they did at the time.
Gordon True…
Arthur And you and I can be the leaders of this new cult.
Gordon You're cutting me in, are you?
Arthur I'd be the Prophet of Thatcher, and you'd be the High Priest.
Gordon What about Bridget and Thelma?
Arthur I don't know… they can hardly be Vestal Virgins, can they?
Gordon Or any other kind, no…
Arthur No…
Gordon So what would a Prophet and a High Priest have to do?
Arthur I'll open the envelopes and you count the money.
Gordon One for me, one for you….
Arthur Yes.
Gordon Who'd do all the… you know… day to day chores? I mean, I haven't any spare time… not with
  the allotment and so on.
Arthur Well -- we'd have acolytes, wouldn't we?
Gordon That sounds like something you'd need cream for.
Arthur Junior priests -- interns.
Gordon So what are they going to do… these acolytes?
Arthur Well, there'll be a lot of praying, obviously.
Gordon To the Iron Lady in the Sky…
Arthur And then they'll be encouraged to do lots and lots of -- you know. Begetting.
Gordon Does that mean what I think it means?
Arthur Yes. Sex. Three times a day, before meals.
Gordon You can't do that.
Arthur Why not? It's what they'll be praying for anyway.
Gordon You think so?
Arthur And then we can say that their prayers have been answered.
Gordon That sounds completely cynical.
Arthur Of course it is. It's religion. But instead of banning the congregation from having sex with each
  other --
Gordon Which they're going to do anyway.
Arthur -- we'll encourage it. There'll be no guilt.
Gordon The Catholics won't like that. They need sex to be forbidden.
Arthur To double the pleasure, yes. But then, with our religion, there'll be no need to go to confession.
Gordon Bless me Arthur, for I have sinned.
Arthur And there are other advantages too, for you and me.
Gordon Added bonuses are there?
Arthur As Prophet and High Priest, it would be our duty to… you know… induct the new members of
  the congregation.
Gordon Would it? Induct… What would that entail, exactly?
Arthur It's much the same as begetting.
Gordon How many people are we talking about here?
   
  (Arthur produces his pocket calculator.)
   
Arthur The UK population is… say… sixty million… say twenty million are in the range of twenty to
  fifty… assume a conversion rate of one tenth of one percent…. That's twenty thousand.
Gordon Half of whom are females.
Arthur Ten thousand female converts. Half each between the two of us --
Gordon Five thousand…. I'm not sure we're up to it, Arthur.
Arthur Gordon, Gordon… we wouldn't have to cope with them all at once.
Gordon That's a relief.
Arthur No. No, they'd be spread out --
Gordon Well I assumed they'd have to be.
Arthur -- over several months.
Gordon Yes, but all the same… five thousand female acolytes… over a year, say… I mean, I have
  trouble at the moment with once a month.
Arthur Yes but you're forgetting the other ten thousand acolytes. The men.
Gordon Now I definitely draw the line at them.
Arthur But we're the managers of this new religion. And what do managers do?
Gordon Well, as a rule, nothing.
Arthur Exactly. We delegate. The men will induct the women, and vice versa.
Gordon And pay for the privilege.
Arthur Exactly.
Gordon So basically, we extract money from gullible people by playing on their basic fears and even
  baser instincts?
Arthur Just like a proper religion.
Gordon But isn't that like living on their immoral earnings?
Arthur How can it be immoral when their church blesses it?
Gordon They'd have to be completely stupid to part with their money for a thing like that. They'd have
  to be stone cold raving bonkers.
Arthur Of course. But don't forget -- these will be people who voted for Thatcher.
Gordon Three times.
Arthur So I think we're on a winner. Drink up.
Gordon Cheers.
   
  (They drink.)
   
  © Leonard Morley 2009


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