I don't typically use my blog for "reporting" on things, but the occasion of an upcoming documentary film seemed worth it. During my teenage years (roughly the mid-'90s), I listened to a decent amount of Christian rock music. I was by no means immersed in that scene, but I had my tastes (including the correct opinion that Starflyer 59's Gold album was the best alternative record of that decade) and maintained a rough familiarity with any band that was marginally successful.

In early 2015, twenty-one Coptic Christians were forced to their knees and beheaded on a Libyan beach by members of ISIS. The event was captured on video by the killers and released on the internet. Rightly, there was a worldwide groan from Christians of many differing traditions about the evil of ISIS's barbaric act. Not only that, but there was also an equally ecumenical reverence for the martyrdom of those men, many of whom could be heard crying out, "Lord Jesus Christ!" at the final moment before their heads were severed from their bodies.

Not everyone was impressed.