Sound of My Voice.

I do love me a good cult; and the weirder they are, the more deranged, the more coercive, mind-erasing, wallet-draining, sexually absolutist and murderous they are, and the more they lure their members into a realm of isolation, rote repetition, low-protein diets, 36-hour work shifts, constant exhaustion and the ever-present fear of public shaming or shunning over some minute dogmatic or ideological shortcoming, oh, the better I like them.

.http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2012/jul/28/sound-of-my-voice-cult?newsfeed%3Dtrue