Saturday, January 16, 2010
COMPARE AND CONTRAST...
...with Pat Robertson and Rush Limbaugh. I won't link to the voices of evil. I'm sure that you've all seen and heard their loathsome contributions to the discourse on the horrific tragedy in Haiti. Around the blogosphere are many more appropriate responses, too many to mention, surely. The video above from Fr. Jake is one example. Fr. Jake posted another excellent video which is making the rounds by Fr. Frank Logue, Vicar of King of Peace Episcopal Church in Kingsland, Georgia, titled "Where is God in the earthquake?"
Malcolm at Simple Massing Priest offers a good response.
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Excellent
ReplyDeleteMalcolm said it perfectly.
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ReplyDelete(There was supposed to be a "blush" between the arrows.)
ReplyDeleteNevertheless. It is excellent!
ReplyDeleteThat is really good.
ReplyDeleteMalcolm, in my vivid imagination, I see you blushing between the carets.
ReplyDeleteAs for Robertson, there is a most excellent letter from Lily Coyle of Minneapolis to the editor of the Minneapolis-St. Paul Star Tribune:
ReplyDeleteDear Pat Robertson,
I know that you know that all press is good press, so I appreciate the shout-out. And you make God look like a big mean bully who kicks people when they are down, so I'm all over that action.
But when you say that Haiti has made a pact with me, it is totally humiliating. I may be evil incarnate, but I'm no welcher.
The way you put it, making a deal with me leaves folks desperate and impoverished. Sure, in the afterlife, but when I strike bargains with people, they first get something here on earth -- glamour, beauty, talent, wealth, fame, glory, a golden fiddle. Those Haitians have nothing, and I mean nothing. And that was before the earthquake.
Haven't you seen "Crossroads"? Or "Damn Yankees"? If I had a thing going with Haiti, there'd be lots of banks, skyscrapers, SUVs, exclusive night clubs, Botox -- that kind of thing. An 80 percent poverty rate is so not my style. Nothing against it -- I'm just saying: Not how I roll.
You're doing great work, Pat, and I don't want to clip your wings -- just, come on, you're making me look bad. And not the good kind of bad. Keep blaming God. That's working. But leave me out of it, please.
Or we may need to renegotiate your own contract.
Best, Satan
Paul (A.), I saw the letter elsewhere online. I'd give the writer the C. S. Lewis Award.
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