Perhaps the most
interesting of men will come after me – let him. Let him come with
his ancient cross. Let him come with his camera. His incapacitating
taser. Let him. Let him follow me, stalk me through Midwestern
cities. Should I be afraid?
Should he come with
merchandised angels. With pulp marketed biblical kitsch. Keychains.
Personalized gospel ashtrays. Plastic figurines of twenty-first century
American evangelical saints complete with kungfu grip and detachable
assault rifle fun. Should I be afraid?
Inordinate
affection for all kinds of evil. Teenage idolatry brings destruction.
See him again –
like some great patriot – Alexander the Great on the shore, square
jawed, crew cut, blue eyes - leading an army of the devoted and
faithful towards world domination. Leading them to the water, to the
rock. Living turns and leads inward. Should I be afraid?
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