He pointed his gun at the Pentecostal pastor’s head and said “You’re going to meet your God…”

This is what happened when a British author, who we’ll call Johnny, was in the American South. He’s a radical atheist. And he was addled on coke and mescaline and all sorts of other heinous substances. Don’t baulk at that, it always worked for him. … Continue reading He pointed his gun at the Pentecostal pastor’s head and said “You’re going to meet your God…”