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...repression. Yet as Little Flock congregations became isolated, they splintered into separate groups. The Shouters, for instance, rewrote the Lord's Prayer to read simply, "Oh, Lord Jesus," and taught followers to holler the phrase while stamping their feet in unison. Other offshoots, like the Disciples, believe that the devil exists in all people?and can be beaten out of them...
...Sometimes, the plan seems unfathomable. A 60-year-old woman from Zhengzhou says Lightning devotees invited her to teach the Bible in their homes last year. They drove her to an unfamiliar village and presented her with a screaming and trembling man. They instructed her to cast out his devil. She couldn't. Then a Lightning follower prayed and sure enough the devil vanished, proving the woman's God was false, they said. Frightened, she acknowledged that her God seemed less powerful. Still, they held her nine more days, until her minister tracked her down and sought the police...
...follow in the footsteps of its parent chain, Newbury Comics, drawing in crowds even after the Halloween fever has passed? The answer will come only with time, but for now Hootenanny remains the only store to beckon those scurrying around campus with the promise of red sweatshirts adorned with devil horns and pleasure overcoats that will keep their wearers warm as they stumble home during the wee hours of the morning...
...attitude and atmosphere of the place. This first kind goes back a long way. In 1892, the musical "A Trip to Chinatown" featured the song "The Bowery"; its lyrics read "I was out to enjoy the sights/ There was the Bowery ablaze with lights/ I had one of the devil?s own nights/ I?ll never go there anymore." Although written more than 100 years ago, the lyrics seem as tough and experienced as a lot of hip-hop songs today. One of the best songs of this first sort is "Autumn in New York," a standard that has been...
Granted, some of them are the real deal—obnoxious Bronx natives who sit back calmly after the A’s take a 2-0 lead because they know that Paul O’Neill’s selling his soul to the devil will pay off in the end. I can respect them...