Thursday, December 22, 2005

The Silver Tongue Strikes Again

My silver tongue - or in this case, silver fingers - has struck again.

Pat Robertson is, to say the least, a fascinating man. A self-proclaimed man of God, he certainly is more of an Old-Testament Godman. Not to long ago, Mr. Robertson called upon his government to assassinate Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez. Here's what Mr. Robertson had to say:

"If he thinks we're trying to assassinate him, I think we really ought to go
ahead and do it."

Imagine, just for a moment, if a popular religious leader from another country - one with a demonstrated ability to lead millions of people - called for the assassination of the American President. I don't imagine the US government would take such a threat lightly. They'd probably declare a "War on Hate Mongers", to go along with the "War on Drugs", the "War on Terrorism", the "War on Christmas", and the soon-to-be-announced "War on Vague Concepts".

Recently, though, he managed to top himself. When the people of Dover voted out the School Board that decided to allow creationism - thinly veiled as the psuedo-scientific "Theory of Intelligent Design" - into their schools, Robertson was apparently upset. So upset, he had this to say:

“I’d like to say to the good citizens of Dover. If there is a disaster in your
area, don’t turn to God, you just rejected Him from your city."

Wow. Pat Robertson speaks for God. President Bush only speaks to God. Robertson speaks for God. Pretty heady stuff. And apparently, God is more than happy to turn his back on his children - forgetting that whole bit about "infinite love and compassion" - simply because they don't want religion taught in school.

I would love to sit back and pen an intelligent and well-thought out rebuttal to Mr. Robertson's claims. Sadly, I can't, because in my opinion, you can't turn out an intelligent response to a clearly insane, idiotic bucket of bull semen. It's the equivalent of a trained debater being expected to dispute a claim such as "You're a doo-doo head".

As a Christian, one of my greatest balms in life is the mental image of men like Robertson, brought before God on judgement day. I'd love to have some tickets to watch that. Of course, God doesn't really approve of that kind of schadenfreude, so I'm not exactly as good a Christian as I should be.

But on the other hand, I can't recall asking anyone to kill another human being lately.

1 comment:

Rach said...


I hope you have a nice break, tons of laughs and a great 2006!