I find myself in a Vimes-esque* conundrum here. One could easily read this as an attempt to win favour with actual Christians without actually doing too much really, at all. One could also think perhaps that whilst he's talking about actual persecution, he's hoping to be heard as if he's talking about how you have to serve poofters in the shops now, and they're letting Muslims use our air, because there's no Right-wing fruit too low hanging for J Hunt.
Maybe he just means what he says, though.
*Being a character of various comedic and dramatic prose of Sir Terry Pratchett. Found himself musing on his own cynicism and general pessimism. Ended on the observation that no matter how bad he got, he never managed to be quite so cynical as life itself.