Pat Robertson and Toussaint L’Ouverture
Three things remain constant in life –death, taxes and suffering. Some of that suffering is condign. We all, myself included, will sometimes keep on asking for it until we get it. Other times, as is the case Haiti today, it goes far beyond the scope of what even the most wretched and iniquitous among us would ever deserve.
The British newspaper The Daily Mail described the scene as follows.
Tens of thousands of people are facing a second catastrophe tonight as they struggled for survival on the devastated island of Haiti. With no food, no water and no shelter, aid agencies were in a desperate race against time to save the victims of the earthquake. Witnesses described gutters running with blood and children sleeping among heaps of dead bodies after becoming separated from their parents. (Daily Mail, 14 January, 2010).
Televangelist, Pat Robertson, was far less Christian in his assessment. Robertson’s superstitious and mean-spirited monologue from The 700 Club follows below
Something happened a long time ago in Haiti, and people might not want to talk about it. They were under the heel of the French . . . and they got together and swore a pact to the devil. They said, “We will serve you if you’ll get us free from the French.” True story. And so the devil said, “OK, it’s a deal.” . . . Ever since, they have been cursed by one thing after another, desperately poor. That island of Hispaniola is one island. It’s cut down the middle. On the one side is Haiti; on the other side is the Dominican Republic. Dominican Republic is, is prosperous, healthy, full of resorts, et cetera. Haiti is in desperate poverty. Same island. HT: NRO (I’ll link D-Kos before I send Pat any web traffic!)
The barbarity! The perverse, the cheap-shooting, the ignorant, the superstitious, the stupid,….You get the point. Have I mentioned Robertson sucks yet?
If I haven’t, let me make this clear. The idea that -that man, that corrupt, bigoted, mean-spirited, atrocious man should speak for my ideology, my nation or my god utterly revolts me. He is, without reservation, a disgrace to The Republican Party, a disgrace to The United States of America and a hideously ugly blight upon the communion of saints who worship Christ my savior.
I could logically deconstruct this garbage. It’s so easy a caveman could do it. Even Kieth Olbermann could take it apart. If God hates Haiti, Pat, why did Idi Amin get away with snacking on his political enemies as if they were KFC? If God hates Haiti, Pat, does he merely consider North Korea the unpleasant neighbor? And did God ever share his thoughts with you about China – while Mao Zedong was still in charge?
Christianity, based upon the theology of Augustine and Paul, and thereby linked to the intellectual basis of Western Civilization through the writings of Aristotle, survives the ages precisely despite practitioners such as Reverend Robertson. Ignorant superstition had to expunged. People don’t legally contract their souls to perdition in the thereafter – even if they sign contracts to play for Daniel Snyder or George Steinbrenner.
While I can understand Toussaint L’Ouverture had a bone or two to pick with The Ancien Regime, he wasn’t some superstitious native, making demon-pacts with the island witch-doctor. Having personally read The Declaration of The Rights of Men,he was moved by the spirit of The French Revolution to rebel against those who held his people in slavery. He strikes me as having more in common with Moses than Faust. Pat Robertson strikes me as hard-hearted and arrogant, like the pharaoh who refused to let Moses’ people go.
I hate the pitying contempt that I receive from my betters such as David Brooks and The Educated People®. But when I read Pat Robertson’s ignorance, when I absorb the stupidity vibe that emanates from his ignorant personage, I can see how our association with him causes David Brooks to make the philosophical mistake that he makes; and assume his own unquestioned superiority.
This is why I want to prominently go on Conservative Blogs and condemn what Pat Robertson has to say in a sincere and heartfelt manner. If you, like I, hate being called “Tea-Bagger,” if you, like I, detest being told how much smarter than you and I the “Progressives” are – then I commend you castigate Pat Robertson with fulsome and condign disdain. His comments on Haiti’s recent tragic earthquake deserve universal opprobrium.