Category: Ask An Atheist Booth Recap

True events from the weekly 'Ask An Atheist' Booth held every Saturday in Balboa Park, in the central San Diego. Some names and details may be changed for privacy and to confuse potential stalkers and crazy people.

Ask-an-Atheist Booth Log: Nov 29 2015

A chilly but crowded day at the Park, but the ask-an-atheist booth was there and asking questions of park visitors. Unfortunately we had new signs, one that created a negative reaction and another that just makes no sense to 99.9% of the people walking by, so very few people stopped to talk to us. Some …

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Ask-an-Atheist Booth Log: Nov 21 2015

A bit of a slow day at the ask-an-atheist booth today, but pleasant with 80F and blue skies. Kayla took a poll from about 2:30pm to 5:00pm of people who passed by and/or stopped to talk. At the end 3 people who were, let’s just say, hardcore Fox News viewers came by to tell us …

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Ask-an-Atheist Booth Log: Jul 18 2015 – THE FLOOD!

Ok, there was some rain in the forecast and we normally would have cancelled, but this was Gay Pride Day San Diego, and we were expecting large crowds in the park. So, we set up the booth, and we waited.  In came the clouds, then some rain…. and it just did not stop for a …

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Ask-an-Atheist Booth Log: Jul 11 2015 – Pogo Joins In!

One of the booth volunteers as been bringing his bird Pogo to help us work the booth.  Pogo is chatty and well behaved, and a huge hit with the kids! Today was almost too dull because there were so many ATHEISTS in the crowd!  Usually we get quite a few thumbs ups and people who …

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Ask-an-Atheist Booth log: Jun 13 2015

Today was a slow day at the Ask-an-Atheist booth, but still had some interesting people. A woman walking around wearing giant sandwich board signs proclaiming that UFOs are a sign that all religions are true got very angry when questioned about how that could be possible, since all major religions demand exclusivity. “My beliefs are …

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