No, this isn’t some obscure cult in the coal mines of West Virginia. I mean real folk with real driver licenses, albeit a small portion of them belonging to select “religious group”, but never mind that right now.
Meet Phil Hudok. We’ll call him “the leader of the pack.”
Now while this story seems fueled by eschatology (end times) naysayers, Hudok and his gang of religious misfits have bucked the system and gave their pentecostal finger to the man.
Together, they told the West Virginia Department of Motor Vehicles they will not be marked, photographed or given a one-way ticket to hell, thank you very much. Um, what?
State Division of Motor Vehicles Commissioner Joseph Cicchirillo said the group of about 50 or 60 Christians, who are not affiliated with a particular church, contacted the agency two or three years ago to object to their pictures “being on a database that can be exchanged throughout the world or hacked into.”
Hudok and other members of his group have said bar codes and digital storage of photos are a way of numbering people, which they liken to a warning in the Bible’s book of Revelation about a “mark of the beast” indicating the arrival of the Antichrist.
Evidently, this isn’t the first time Hudok has pulled the “no bar coding me in the name of religion” stunt. In 1999, the preacher-in-training was fired as a Randolph County school teacher for refusing to require his students to wear bar-coded identification badges. That’s it, brother. Badges! We don’t need no stinkin’ badges!
MEMO to the Pied Piper of Deliverance: I have another “revelation” for you, this ain’t that mark. We have all read Revelations 13:
‘And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads. And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name’
Sane believers and religious whack jobs have been saying so many things is that mark which cannot be erased. Anything from RFID tags, UPC codes to satellite TV. I even know a small-minded numerologist (well, he’s just some dude I met at a church once) that refuses to buy hot dogs and soft drinks because they come in SIX-packs! (No, really!)
So is the story of Hudok who has been on his own religious crusade against the West Virginia Antichrist as he began writing the DMV more than 10 years ago because – wait for it – the Holy Spirit “told him to do so.”
And as legalistic as that sounds (and is), Hudok rallied the troops and won this battle.
He and his sanctimonious motley crew get state IDs without the picture. I suppose this rallies another band of demented brothers in the Hillbilly… er, Mountain State. No, not a jug-sippin’, washboard-playin’ trio with a collective amount of six teeth. No, I was thinking more like identity thieves. To them, it’s heaven. I know it I was one, I would be packing the U-haul en route to Charleston with the quickness.
Good thinking, West Virginia! Despite this, the Hillbillies did give one piece of genius folklore… enjoy! But don’t listen while driving, eerie things could happen.