Red Line Brings that Fire... & Brimstone

Have you ever walked into a room...or train...and wondered WHAAAT was going on? Tonight, I gave myself about 5 seconds to assess the middle-aged man in a hoodie pacing in one half of the car, before deciding that while Bible-toting-preacher-man didn't pose any immediate danger, I should still sit on the other side. If confronted, I'd tell him I was on my way to a revival, hallelujah! (kinda true), and to tone down the fire so his umm, captive, train audiences don't auto-tune him out.