Ken Who?

I wonder what makes my dimwitted Butterfield cousins think that I would ever have anything to do with that nefarious, loathsome, disgusting creep Ken Bertwell and friends? Just because he may have an archive full of Pentecostal lore especially about musician Audrey Meier, that does not mean that he has any brains in his empty skull, always tooling around in expensive cars thinking that will impress people so that they will not notice he has nothing really. The past is nothing, just pieces of this and that. There were stories to tell but nobody cares anymore about the old-timey folks and their experiences. What matters is current stories and our experiences and, well, so far I have not heard anything halfway significant about Ken's experience so really he should remember that it is not about him.