Showing posts with label hypocrisy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hypocrisy. Show all posts

Monday, November 11, 2013

Doug Phillips: Explaining My Mirth at His Demise

Lest you think I am a man who simply despises the religious and glories in the thoroughness of their imminent fall from grace, as in the case of Doug Phillips of Vision Forum, do not be fooled.

This is a human problem. Wherever humanity thrives, reprobates will also exist. People who rise to power and take advantage of the weak. People who simply take advantage of people. People who do things to others, or even themselves, without the notion of the common good.

That being said, a man, like Doug Phillips, who raises himself above others, beats his chest, and lauds the perfection of MEN as the sole conduit of God's word and purpose to the rest of humanity (women), yes, like him...the fall is all the more sweet.

May he wallow in his own undoing and hear the suffering cries of the thousands of lives he destroyed with his message, as he mastered the art of pious hypocrisy.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

I Would Hate to Be "Pastor" Creflo Dollar's Daughter

As everyone who reads sensational news knows, the "pastor" of World Changers Church International in Atlanta was recently arrested for allegedly choking his 15-year old daughter and beating her with his shoe.

According to the daughter's testimony, she was attempting to leave for a party and Dollar was adamantly against it.  He attacked her and choked her for about five seconds, then wrestled her to the ground and started beating her with the said shoe.

If this is true, that's really bad, in itself.  But, even worse, if I were his 15-year-old daughter, I would be crawling into a hole right now or quickly packing my bags to leave my father and his life - forever.

Picture yourself, Dollar's daughter, sitting in a pew at your dad's church the Sunday after the attack.  You know what really happened and told the police the truth.  Now, you watch and listen as words start to flow out of daddy's mouth and the congregation starts yelling "Amen!" and "Case dismissed!" and other loud murmurings of praise and adoration.

Then your father says that he didn't choke you.  He says he never punched you.  But, he says that he wrestled you to the ground and spanked you.

Really?  At 15?  This is an alternative story to attempted murder that would be acceptable?  Sadly, yes.  Hitting a 15-year old girl anywhere on her body - except her rear end - and choking her is taboo, but heck, beating her on the arse is fair game!  Does anyone not see the mind game here?

Then, dear old daddy begins to feel the spirit.  You listen as he blames the devil for causing this sensational controversy.  You watch him flip open to a verse in Psalms that says that the enemy attacks a good man to silence truth.  He parades himself around the stage as a martyr for a cause that you have lost all faith in.

"I was a religious man sent to jail!  I have upped my resume, if you know what I mean.  I am now on the same level as Paul and Jesus!"

The crowd goes wild.  You shrink down smaller into the cushioned pew that is beginning to feel like a board with spikes on it.  You can feel every thread of the seat - and it hurts inside.

"You know how I love my pinstriped suits.  Well, picture me in a yellow jumpsuit and sandals while being cuffed."

Laughter rattles throughout the auditorium.

"No weapon that forms against you shall prosper!"

You realize daddy dearest is referring to you as the weapon that is trying to bring him down.  Witness intimidation?  No.  It can't be.  This is just a sermon.  But it sure feels like a heavy-handed blackmailing attempt to you.  You wonder if you have a friend in the room.  All your being desires to just reach out and grab the hand of someone next to you...for support.  Then your daddy unloads...

"And we couldn't do it without the love of you brothers and sisters."

Cheering.  "Amen's!"  Murmurs of affirmation.

And that was it.  The nail in the coffin.  You realize you are now completely alone in a sea of humanity.  You close your eyes to block out reality and feel the burning sensation of thousands of eyes focused on the back of your neck, straining to "see the blood" with presuppositions of guilt.  You cannot weep.  The hurt is too much.  Rejection is full and final.

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Shame on you Creflo Dollar.  You made this issue about yourself and your perceived piety and humility.  All you ended up doing was to make yourself look like an ass of a father.  You have no business parading her around like this in front of people you know you control.  Shame on you.