Evangelicals somehow combine the worst elements of every horror SciFi story I know. From jump-scare face huggers that turn out to be huge monsters at the origins of political power, to weird brain controlling lumps on the back of your neck, to freshly hatched pod people who point at you and scream....

They took someone again. I'm not even sure how to grieve.

It is one of the really awful bits about Scotland, which otherwise is generally a good place; there's huge support--politically, academically, and socially-- for evangelical protestantism. It's the most corrosive religious movement I know, and one which is deeply implicated in capitalism and the despoilment of what was a rather pleasant planet.

(Someone else can write the essay on TESCREAL, apocalyptic, prosperity gospels, the old Christian idea of predestination, and evangelicals.)