My dear pete. The only quantum jump is expressed in the mental leap that a 2000 year old and older set of stories forms the basis of whatever sentient force you may wish for. I reckon if we were to notice design, it would be more likely now in the age of fairly radical technology than when superstition filled the gaps in knowledge.

Ok. That was a far more serious answer than I intended. I'll stick to concernered or however he spells it. Seems he owns a tambourine after all. Some of his best friends are of the cloth? Well, funnily enough one or two of mine are, including a brother in law back at college at an advanced age to become a vicar. I respect his need to do good works in a community and accept that the dog collar opens doors to help the needy. Society is still set up to put vicars on pedestals.

I also respect that it wasn't the professionals in the Synod that wished to perpetuate inequality, it was the laity.

But still, CofE is in the same boat as any other cult. It is all about controlling your members and swelling the ranks. No matter how much you have a pint with a vicar mate, you remind yourself of the things they say from the pulpit each and every week and your respect for the professional is different to your respect for the mate.

Bugger. Done it again. Tried giving a serious answer.

Oh well.

Here concerned! You realise that once your balls drop and you start growing hairs everywhere your friends of the cloth will drop you both from the choir and the bed?