Dear Pat Robertson,
Silly, silly man! Were you dropped on your head when you were an infant? It would seem so considering your latest, ill-conceived diatribe attacking Hillary Clinton on the 700 Club this morning. “Hillary Clinton is taking us back to the 1950s.” WTF?
Pat, in case you haven’t noticed, the only one in this pair (that would be you and Hillary) who is hanging around in the past is YOU!
Everybody knows you’re on the way out, Pat, and your mind is starting to go. You may not recall some of the things you’ve said, so here are a few reminders.
You’ve equated gay marriage to polygamy, bestiality, child molestation and pedophilia. You claim that gay people are an “abomination against God.”
Since you claim to be a man of God and all, one would think you would adhere to Jesus’ message of love and tolerance. Mary Magdalene was said to be a prostitute and yet, Jesus accepted her and forgave her of any sins she may have committed. He didn’t haul her out in front of the apostles and berate her and otherwise seek to do her harm. And I know this isn’t a popular thing to say, but there were those twelve apostles that were always hanging out with Jesus. That would make thirteen guys, hanging out together all the time. Hmmm. What do you think the chances are that at least one of them was born gay? It’s a good possibility and yet, I see no account of Jesus throwing anyone out of the group. It’s that love and tolerance thing again. You should take that to heart next time you want to spew hatred against your fellow man (or woman).
You’re also the person who blames women for marital difficulties. If a husband strays, why that’s the fault of the woman! You said that “awful-looking” women are to blame. You made a joke about wife beating – because violence against women is SO HILARIOUS!
According to you, a woman (who should be a stay-at-home wife, by the way) needs to be gussied up all the time to keep her man. Where have I seen this before? Oh yes! On 1950s TV, where Donna Reed wore her pearls, earrings, a shirtwaist dress, complete with frilly apron, AND high heels while doing the housework. And if she misbehaves, you joked (but maybe you really meant it a little bit?) maybe the couple should move to Saudi Arabia, where a man can beat his wife with impunity.
Your characterization of feminism, which is merely women seeking to secure Constitutional equality – something, I might add, that should be theirs by birthright – would be funny if it weren’t so delusional, hateful and patently untrue. “Feminism is a socialist, anti-family, political movement that encourages women to leave their husbands, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism and become lesbians.” Seriously, were you high when you said that?
I could go on, Pat, but quite frankly, your homophobia and misogyny and outright idiocy is so exhausting, I need to take a break, smoke a doobie and cleanse my mind of your incessant, insane nattering.
Hillary Clinton is a 21st Century woman who will most likely be our next president, despite the fiction you spun about the polls. She won’t be wearing an apron and brandishing a feather duster. She is on a first name basis with every world leader, has experience you can’t even begin to imagine and if you were ever to sit down with her one on one, she would demolish you and your outdated, voodoo goofy religious ideas about God punishing humankind by visiting disasters upon us, whether they be man-made or natural. She not only has the ability to chew you up and spit your withered ass out, she could do it while brokering a peace deal in the Middle East.
The dude wearing the black robe and carrying a sickle is dogging your steps. You might want to rethink all of your fire and brimstone warnings and make amends now because God told me She thinks you’re an A-Hole and She’s voting for Hillary.
Pat, you and your ideas are as outdated as the Spanish Inquisition and the Salem Witch Trials. Perhaps it’s time for you to hang up your hate speech and fill your time with a benign, little hobby. Like needlepoint or bird watching.
Sincerely,
Ann Werner
