Day Of The Zealots

Day of the ZealotsOn a Grim April morning I stood in a bathroom of a Branson, Missouri hotel, surrounded by a quartet of white supremacists. I shared the sink with a "Christian patriot" named Don.There was a picture of a blood-streaked baby in my mind as I wiped my hands with a paper towel. This particular snippet of CNN footage had been haunting me since I had seen it in the Atlanta airport 48 hours earlier. This was not the place to be having sympathetic thoughts about the Oklahoma C...