I used to worship the ground Marilyn Manson walked on. I’ve long since outgrown such teenage sycophantism, and I talk about what it was like to go through this process in my sermon, What Are You Afraid Of? It’s Only Rock & Roll! But no matter what, Manson’s fictional persona of the “Antichrist Superstar” continues to fill my soul with Setian thunder. Happy Sabbat, and Set bless!