If strange men in big ships came to your sedentary peaceful village and told you about a god who watches everything you do and judges you and that if
you are good you get paradise, but if you are bad then you go to eternal suffering, and you, as a lowly mundane tribal person with shiny beads and
lots of fertile land were not innocent enough to be desperately afraid of eternal suffering then you too would submit to the powerful men with fire
sticks and thunder that rains down from their floating islands..
Control.
Obey the moral codes I say come from god, and you are good. Continue in your heathen unchristian ways, and you go to hell.. We might even make the
transition rather painful with fire and oil.


