An Observation

You are walking down the street in New York City. A scruffy-looking long-haired, bearded man of Middle Eastern descent carrying a bottle of wine in a brown paper bag comes up to you and tells you to sell everything you own, donate the money to charity, and come live on the streets with him. You notice he's managed to talk a dozen or so other people into doing this. Would you join them? Or do you blow him off as some street urchin nut job? I suspect like most people you would choose the latter. Yet millions of people choose to go to church every weekend and pray to a 2000-years-dead man who matches that description fairly well...