Of course there's also this thing, I mean, see a society like a growing human, starts out with very vague notions about the world (stone age) learns that there are actually people around it (medieval times) thinks his parents know everything (still medieval, religion being the parents) learns that parents don't know everything (later, now science comes about, some people distrust the papal might, they are killed) teenagers (revolution, protestants onboard, science evolves)people start to be ashamed to be seen together with their parents (god is dead, you know the things people learn to read, the bible demystified, when people can read it in english they begin to realize it's just a crappy albeit very long novel). Freedom takes a long time, and of course those who still exist on what we might call a 'medieval' level, they have a few hundred years to go before reaching enlightenment and modern times. Religion might be seen as kind of a therapy or place to rest ones weary mind after reading about the earth not being the center of the universe, that it's actually just a lump of crap thrown out there into nothingness by some angry bugblatter beast of traal...
The true shock might break out when they hear about the sandwich maker and the perfectly normal beasts. If not then, I'm pretty sure they'll have a wee jickup whilst dining at the restaurant at the end of the universe, and realize it's all gone, or when they meet the leaf counter droid on Hectrawan III, the one with a fawlty memory board which forces it to start over every time it has recharged its quantillian cells. Or when they finally see the coffee machine at the Hortizian library, the mother of all coffee machines, producing enough coffee to satisfy the western hemisphere thirteen times over, and then realizes it doesn't like coffee so it pours it all into the java brown oceans of braziliana. Causing the enormous sea monsters dwelling in it to swim aimlessly waving their ridiculously small fins in patterns forming the word 'Terminate or coffee' - in braziliana sea monster lingo. To no avail, as the dark brown color paired with the sea monster's poor eyesight added to the fact that there are only three of those huge fishie things remaining at this time - all the others have been eaten by the galloping giant poultry which reside on the beaches of the ocean, and which are known to like the taste of sea monster, not that they have anything else to chew on, actually their teeth are so bad they don't chew much at all, more just swallow anything within reach. Moreover, the ocean is so vastly, extraordinarily huge, that the three remaining monsters never actually happen to be on the same side of the planet. This is yet a problem, not much reproduction going on. In fact, within 58 years the sea monsters are probably nothing more than a fond memory among the few surviving galloping giant poultry, which are the 15 lucky ones that learn that maggots are edible, not just fun to play with and throw at each other...
That is, more or less, my final and irrevocable position as regards religion, and maggots, and sea monsters, and huge coffee machines, and...
Bah, you know where I'm at.
Leadbetter the elder, aka
the aged relative.
Ophelia was a preference, not humanly accessible, not as such.