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No 12-step program effective against Pat Robertson
Inside an open meeting of Snotty Humor Columnists Anonymous . . .
ME: My name is Chris, and Im addicted to hypocrites. My drug of choice is politicians, but lately Ive been binging on televangelists and talk radio. It started out innocently enough a little Falwell before breakfast, a little Limbaugh after work, maybe some cable news on weekends. But now Im hitting the hard stuff Coulter, Hannity, OReilly. Im really afraid of where this is headed.
COUNSELOR: You sound like youre on a Pat Robertson bender.
ME: How can you tell?
COUNSELOR: Hes why many of us eventually seek help. For snotty humor columnists, hypocrites are like candy. Pat is the Double-Chocolate, Deep-Fried Oreo of hypocrites. Thousands of case studies have shown its almost impossible to resist the motherlode of empty calories he offers a columnist looking for an easy target on deadline.
ME: I know its wrong to write about Pat, but its seems like every time he opens his mouth, he reaches new depths of shamelessness and stupidity. Before I know it, Im down in the gutter with him, and it feels sooooooo good.
COUNSELOR: Pat knows that, which is why he makes all these crackpot statements.
ME: So how do I quit him?
COUNSELOR: Im sorry, but theres no cure. This is something youll struggle with for the rest of your life, or until Pat is called home to that Great Tax Shelter in the Sky.
ME: I feel so dirty.
COUNSELOR: Dont we all?
I somehow resisted taking a well-deserved shot at the Rev. Robertson back in November, when he injected himself into the debate about whether intelligent design should be taught in public schools in York County. The substantive part of the debate had already been settled by Dover voters, who ousted eight Republican members of the School Board who supported adding ID to the curriculum.
Id like to say to the good citizens of Dover, if there is a disaster in your area, dont turn to God, you just rejected Him from your city, Pat said on his show, The 700 Club, which is somehow still carried by the ABC Family channel.
And dont wonder why He hasnt helped you when problems begin, if they begin. Im not saying they will, but if they do, just remember, you just voted God out of your city. And if thats the case, dont ask for His help because He might not be there.
Like most hypocrites trawling the darkest depths of American politics, Pat is all for democracy, as long as the vote goes his (small h) way. God forbid voters actually use the free will endowed by the Creator.
DISCUSSION QUESTION: Is there a better argument against intelligent design than Pat Robertson?
Anyhoo, Pat faced a deluge of criticism for the Dover remarks, which is exactly what he wanted. My next column wasnt running for another three days, and by that time, Id be the only member of the choir singing. It just wasnt worth the effort or the ink.
This Wednesday, however, Israeli Prime Minister Ariel Sharon had a massive stroke, which afforded Pat yet another irresistible opportunity to present himself as an important, international player to his zombified followers.
God considers this land to be his, Pat said, explaining that Mr. Sharons stroke was divine retribution for Israels withdrawal from Gaza. You read the Bible and he says, This is my land, and for any prime minister of Israel who decides he is going to carve it up and give it away, God says, No, this is mine.?
DISCUSSION QUESTION: Didnt the United States (Gods favorite) carve up and give away said land when it led the way in establishing modern Israel in 1948?
As intended, Pats Sharon remarks drew immediate outrage across the planet. Even the White House used words like inappropriate and offensive, which rang all the louder in light of the White Houses relative silence after Pat tagged Dover as Sodom and Gomorrah Lite.
Hey, thats a hypocrisy Super-Twofer. Ahh, so good.
Good, but ultimately empty. When you step back and look at it in a sober light, this clumsy dance we snotty humor columnists do with Pat every time he says something outrageous is painfully predictable and more than a little pathetic.
Pat claims the power to steer hurricanes, and we insert windbag jokes. Pat says feminism encourages women to become lesbians and kill their children, and we insert paranoid nutcase windbag jokes. Pat calls for the assassination of the Venezuelan president, and blah, blah, blah.
Its just too easy. Maybe today, I should actually try to say something more meaningful than Pat Robertson is a human cartoon, something I wish more Christians would stand up and shout when this sad little man claims to represent the faith we share.
Here goes: I am a Christian. Pat Robertson does not speak for me, nor for the Jesus I learned about in church and at home. The Jesus I know was and is a man of peace who taught love, compassion and understanding, who threw the moneychangers out of the temple and who was willing to die for the salvation of others.
As far as I know, he never called for the killing of another human being in his fathers name or used his fathers words to enrich himself and his friends at the expense of those who trust him most.
Pat Robertson did these things and more. He is a moneychanger in the temple, and while he claims a burning desire to be face-to-face with Jesus some day, Im not convinced such a meeting would go quite as well as Pat plans.
I could be wrong, of course, but then I dont pretend to know the mind of God.
Thats Pats job.