I drove by a Unitarian Universalist ‘church’ the other day and noted that half the congregation weren’t saying and the other half weren’t sure.
Went to a Unitarian Church with my sister.
Really bad.
Had a sermon ‘bout “How to Greet the Sun.”
When they got to part about an Aztec (or Incan or Mayan - something like that) priest greeting the sun hymn, I just barely restrained myself from jumping up and yelling “before ripping the still beating heart from the victim’s chest and offering it!”
Unitarians don’t have religion. They have some sort of really weird group therapy.