At the restaurant I picked up a tract where Tony Alamo tells us of his life and conversion to Christianity. I seem to remember that the restaurant was owned by Mr. Alamo. What a thrill it was to eat where a great evangelist spreads the Word of the Tony and Susan Alamo Christian Foundation! As Poss and I drove east, I read his story. The nutcase somehow got stuck in my brain. He occasionally shows up in the newspaper and the stories often somehow seem to catch my attention.
His sainted Susan died in 1982 and Tony was planning on her resurrection. He's been jailed for tax evasion from his sequined jacket business (he apparently didn't pay his
Today's news article was about a raid on his compound for a child pornography and abuse investigation. According to Mr. Alamo, little girls reach the age of consent at puberty.
And Poss and I ate at his restaurant!
Anyway, I saved his little tract all these years as a souvenir of our trip to D.C. It's not worth reading but here it is anyway. (The blots are Windex.) The news stories from today are interesting in a very scary way.
And as I was commanded, I didn't destroy the tract and am now passing it on!
4 comments:
ewwwwww! I hope you don't mind that I pass on reading his essay.
Creepy.
Well, great. Now I have to Lysol the whole computer. Ick! What a creep.
How has he managed to brainwash people for so many years?
I saw the article the other day and was going to email it to you, but figured that you would see it.
It was so creepy to hear about the people who ran the place where we ate, which as I recall had pretty good grits.
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