I was reading Newsweek, and in the Periscope section I came across this article
I will gleefully bold my favourite section of this article.
Parliament recently passed the Employment Equality (Religion or Belief) Regulations Act of 2003 to protect Britons from religious discrimination in the workplace, guaranteeing every employee a religious holiday. As of December, the country’s faithful will be allowed to celebrate the festival of their choice without fear of getting fired.
The law defines religion as “any religion, religious belief or similar philosophical belief” that fits such criteria as having “collective worship.” That means the 390,000 Britons who listed “Jedi Knight” as their religion in the 2001 Census might legally claim the release of the next “Star Wars” DVD as a religious holiday.
The law may also cause confusion for bosses unfamiliar with obscure beliefs, like the guy in the mailroom who claims he’s a Druid and takes off to Stonehenge every summer solstice.
Employers have a strong incentive to grant requests; should bosses be unrelenting, employees will be able to proceed to an employment tribunal to receive damages. Of course, the law asks for employees to be reasonable about their claims. But try telling that to a grown man dressed like Boba Fett.
Oh. And just because:
Speaking of which, I distinctly remember an ancient Garfield cartoon that had Arlene (Garfield's Vigorously Denied Other Half) as Leia, and... a conversation that went this way.
Arlene/Leia: "This is Odie-Wan Kenobi! He has the Force to help us!"
Garfield: *cynical expression* He hides it well.
I seem to find that Falling Into Fandom makes me unusually sensitive to anything even vaguely Fandom-related. Someone in my house is reading Tony Parson's "Man and Wife" (the sequel to "Man and Boy"), and I noticed the cover has a Darth Vader figurine being married off. To one of those top-of-the-wedding-cake-tier couples. The bride looked perfectly normal. The groom did not.
I was in Borders on Monday night, and was so absorbed in reading a Star Wars magazine that I walked into a knee-high stack of books. And burst out laughing because I'd never done anything as silly as that for a a very long time.