THE LOST PROFESSION
As I was doing laundry today, I happened to think about an old profession that you just don't see anymore. It seems that, now-a-days, you just can't make a decent living doing certain things like you used to.
In particular, I was thinking back to biblical time. Wasn't there a profession called "bleaching?" No, I'm not talking about laundries or dry cleaners. I'm talking about people that were specialists in bleaching.
I believe the bible teaches us that there were good bleachers, and bad bleachers, because if you had money, you would take your clothes to the finest bleachers. If you were not so well off, there were economy bleachers.
If you used one of the economy bleachers, your clothes might not come back as white as you would like. I'm thinking that good bleachers -- used more bleach. The finest bleachers must have really poured the bleach in.
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I like to pick splinters from my sack after I sit in the bleachers of days gone by.
Some often tell me to wear pants...
But not many, because nobody wants to sit near me.
They tore down my favorite bleachers in Charles Town. They were haunted and comforting.
The Bleachers were a small sect of Puritans who broke off from the main branch at about the same time as the Shakers. Unlike the Shakers, who believed cleanliness could only be achieved through agitation, the Bleachers believed that agitation was a temptation of Satan and that the only way to cleanliness was to spread in the sun and have cleanliness poured out.
Yea. Verily
DG: I used to love those bleachers because they were haunted. You could sometimes hear music...
I like to shake my booty down at the dock.
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