No, of course that wasn't his real name, but as a professional wrestler, he needed something that sounded more menacing than Monkey Drizzle.
This guy was the greatest. Unlike any other televangelist, he came across as a psycho college professor, unkempt and ranting, possibly on drugs. Sometimes he played sax. Once, when he was upset about the paucity of donations, we watched him smoke an entire cigar, without saying a word, for twenty minutes. This was late-night UHF programming at its most riveting, folks, and Dr. Gene will be missed.
(d) February 21st, 2005