The nutty nobody invited to star at the neo-fascist disturbance in Luton doesn't know what he's letting himself in for. He may be able to indulge his fantasies without question on his lawn in the brainwashed pastoral idyll of Bumfuck Alabama, but he will find that our culture is a little more challenging.
The rabid thugs of the EDL will exploit this mail-order minister until his teeth shake. He will find himself imbroiled in the attempt to blame the Muslims of Luton for the Swedish suicide-bomb attacks of the weekend. And should realise that the random hate-attacks generated by the EDL carnival of spite will be partly on his Christian head.
But since when were the Americans Christian?