Barely days after he called upon God to smite a Supreme Court justice, Pat Robertson is now reaching to a more earthly authority by calling on the United States to assassinate Venezuelan president Hugo Chavez.
Hypocrisy follows people like Robertson as night follows day; it seems to be a natural law. Those who preach against adultery are caught fucking the church secretary. Homophobes turn out to be major league Friends of Dorothy. And the God of love will be your hit man if you pray hard enough.
Is this Karma, or just false advertising?
Almost to a man, these televangelists reach their hands up to heaven to distract attention from their festering little black hearts. (Billy Graham is the exception that proves the rule.) They have a daddy complex: do as I say, not as I do, because I said so, because I have no answers, because I'm angry that my (heavenly) father won't talk to me. How juvenile.
Scream at the sky if you want to. But the rain still falls on the just and the unjust. And you, Pat, don't get to decide which is which.