“Finally he called me again right before he left the country, but he wouldn’t listen to anything I had to say. He just said stuff about the capitalist machine and how the paper printed nothing but propaganda and lies. And it’s true, I had found as much good news about Peoples Temple as there was bad, maybe more. Did you know that Willie Brown and the new mayor really support them? So I guess it’s just as likely that they’re OK. I only hope that for once Roger has found something healthy that he can commit all that pent up energy to.” She had spilled everything out so fast she had to take a deep breath when she was done.
Jim’s heading out there to make sure the place is ready to take up to 1,000 if we have to. He wants to leave after the first of the month. We just have to pray the article doesn’t come out before that, because then it will hit the fan. Jim’s sermons are already really showing the effects, and we have more catharsis than I remember having in a while, and boxing matches, bloody ones. Everyone gets patted down, even the soles of their shoes checked, when they come into the Temple these days. Not real conducive to visitors. We have to stay forewarned in case Moscone or Freitas or some of our other friends decide to pay us a visit. It’s good we lock the door after we start now, with Jim going off like a time bomb in front of the congregation without warning. Locking the door was my idea.