of course everyone knows THIS is the movie that started my path away from Xtianity:
It's a pretty hilarious 90 mins.
I just read up on Marjoe Gortner. Pretty wild sh!t there. And although he comes out and explains the psychology of it, people are still getting away with it. As he says in this article
[1], people believe in faith healing and so forth because want to believe and even skeptical people can be made to "fall out in the holy spirit" with the right emotional encouragement.
It is no wonder that we hear so many stories of people raised around Christianity, who say, "I was an atheist and snorted 16 pounds of used kitty litter a week/murdered 59 girl scouts/raped 134 pandas and then, when I was at my lowest point, choking on with someone else's vomit
[2]in a muddy gutter/Mexican prison/Pat Robertson's sex dungeon, desperate for an answer, Jesus came to me. He spoke his words of wisdom and I fainted. When I awoke, I was saved! Praise the lord!"
We rarely (never) hear of some girl in rural Oklahoma, out in the woods happily shootin' some squirrels for supper, falling down in a faint and waking up worshipping Eshu Elegba.
On the planet Zibugi the people are attributing their healing from the evils of sisiglualp addiction to the great Fingle of Frut. All hail the great Fingle.
I just had a great idea! Why not go to a Christian revival service and go through the whole deal and faint and wake up speaking in tongues-- about the wrong god! Imagine some guy in the room shaking and screaming and praising the Seventh Sikh Guru or Quetzacoatl the feathered serpent or something. Hilarity, people, hilarity.