As always, half the pleasure of watching a documentary about a cult is evaluating the leader, who is invariably disappointing; I think one of the necessary qualities of cult-leading must be looking disappointing.
One of the best places to get really top-notch mugs by the way, are those little gift shops you find in art museums and high-end botanical gardens. The only downside is that mugs there are never sold in sets, only as separates, and they are ruinously, even comically expensive.
Oh! I am sorry. You've boarded a ship captained by infirmity, crewed by quarrelers, without navigation or helmsman, beset by violence, senseless, narcotic stupors, mutiny and plotting, raiding of the stores, and abuse of the clear-eyed?