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"His followers, who have given up their lives to follow him, are strict vegans and are banned from smoking and drinking or handling money."
"Around 300 of them live in wooden huts in the village that has grown up around his church and which does not appear on any maps."
I'm going to say this: veganism doesn't need any more bad PR. I think there's been enough to keep us vegans looked at askance for at least the next two decades. PETA has handed out its share of pictures of scalped sheep and debased women, we've had McDonald's blown up on our behalf, plenty of liberal arts graduates have had vegan roommates they ended up quietly resenting--all and all, I think we look maniacal enough for a group of people who are just trying to leave animals alone.
And now we've got Jesusmania on our team.
I'm also going to say this, though: a sad and desperate part of me wants to join him. Never having to deal with money ever again? Living in a quiet little hut in Siberia? Which I'd build myself, giving me something concrete and ultimately rewarding to do, something directly and not just implicitly tied to my survival? Of course, it would mean never touching another glass of bourbon, but at least I would know what I was doing with myself.
Okay, I don't really want to live in Siberia. What I really want right now is bourbon.
I don't have any though.