I rarely delve into politics or religion, even with my closest friends, but tonight I simply cannot keep my mouth shut.
Pat Robertson, Oh-Supreme Leader of Religious Nutcases, has made it clear that Israeli Prime Minster Ariel Sharon deserved the massive stroke that waylaid him this week. Why? Because that's what you get when you "divide God's land".
Just when I think Robertson has reached the height of idiotic "in-the-name-of-religion-so-long-as-it's-mine" bullshit, he somehow finds another way to one-up himself. It's impressive, really.
It will never cease to amaze me, how those who carry the mantle of Christianity like a righteous force-field are the first ones to make Christianity seem like something the teeming masses should run away from faster than the Bulls in Pamplona. Does Robertson not think? Does he really believe he's doing the best he can in the name of what he stands for? Who would want to be associated with a man who revels in such pain and suffering visited on another human being? Who claims those in the Twin Towers deserved to die? Who says Hurricane Katrina was sent as punishment against the city of New Orleans?
Even his supporters are distancing themselves from this lunatic. Robertson makes a mockery of the whole concept of Christian goodness.
And of course, this isn't the first time he's done it. Nor will it be the last.
Whether I agree or disagree with someone's stance on any issue, I respect their right to an informed opinion, and I respect a person who holds that stance with compassion and dignity. Robertson is neither compassionate nor dignified, and his opinion is not "informed", it's self-serving.
When Robertson is lying in a hospital bed near the end of his life, perhaps after suffering a massive stroke or a heart attack or something equally human, I hope he looks back and thinks about what he did to "deserve" such an end.
Karma is a bitch, and it would suck to be Robertson.
Now that I have that out of my system (for the time being), there is a more light-hearted look at the sad situation. Postcards from the Pug Bus damn near made me laugh 'til I cried. Click here for their take on Robertson. Hilarious!