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PG decided, at next to the last minute, to hang out with friends, and see a trash movie. The flick was Voodoo Academy. It is decorated with shots of  pretty bois writhing in designer underwear.
A young man is led into upstairs. Some wine is poured on him, by a man wearing a clerical collar. The boi wiggles with emotion, lights start to flash on his chest, and his shrunken head is grafted onto a voodoo doll. The other students are told that he has been expelled.
The action takes place at Carmichael Bible College. There are six students, all impossibly gorgeous. The Carmicheal dude ain’t bad either. Headmadame Mrs. Bouvier wears Frederick”s of Hollywood drag. (Mrs. is her first name.) There are dozens of candles, which are always lit and never burn down.
Whoever is responsible for this nonsense is probably a veteran of the Roman Church. That institution has a ceremony of ritual cannibalism, where wine stands in for the blood of Jboi. At Carmichael Bible College, this wine is poured on the body of a wayward student. Bad things happen.
The next morning, PG was listening to a discussion with T. M. Luhrmann. She was flogging a new book, When God Talks Back: Understanding the American Evangelical Relationship with God. There was an incident, where a person had a mystical experience, realizing that Jesus loves them. This made PG remember the afternoon when he learned that Jesus hates him. Religious imagery is very powerful, even wearing designer underwear.