How the religious bigots of yesteryear coped with the Plague.

God, as I was taught, always struck me as mercurial and fickle, demanding blind allegiance for unknown reasons even after torturing his followers for years or even decades, all the while preening like a peacock and basking in the adoration of his creations.

Garth Ennis, in his ‘Preacher’ series, probably had the closest approximation of what God actually was, if he actually existed.