Sorry for the scary photo, but I just had a memory from long ago. When I was in high-school and, consequently, a pot-smoking hooligan, I encountered Tammy Faye at a 31 Flavors. I was with friends and, of course, stoned, and, of course, consuming big quantities of ice cream. This was before Tammy and Jim were famous, but I had seen them once on cable. On their cable show they played Led Zeppelin albums backwards, and had a guest (an expert!) who detailed the demonic elements of the Eagle's Hotel California. Don Henley, really? My friends were not hip to the televangelists, but I clued them in. I told them the whole story of their holier-than-thou Led Zeppelin desecration (we were fans of the Zep.). Then we stared a bit at the freakish religious zealots, all the while trying to be discreet (did I mention that we were stoned?). Finally, when Tammy and Jim left we picked up their garbage (yes we did!), and RELISHED the fact that three high school potheads were better people than TV famous (OK, only cable) preachers.
Ten years later I made a film about TV preachers titled Christ Stopped at Bakersfield. You have probably never seen it because, like all my films, no one has. But CSAB feature me as the victim of a callous televangelist. I played a man who was persuaded (suckered) by his wife to give money to a money-grubbing preacher. The film was shot on location in El Morro Trailer Park and featured Me, Shawn Gray as the preacher, and some neighbor as my fictional wife's voice (she was never seen on camera). It also featured on old Chevy Nova which was supposed to be my car, the car I wanted to repair but couldn't because I had to send money to the preacher.
So, if you are having trouble following the thread of this post let me recap: Televangelists are not good for America because 1)they don't pick up after themselves and 2) they take money away from hard working auto mechanics.
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