And I can appreciate the story of Phil Robertson: He is a former bad-boy (drugs, violent acts) who found Jesus and invented a commercially-successful duck call…and then made it big on TV. This would seem to be the consummate American success story.
But is living out your family life on a cable TV show what Jesus would do? Is commercial success – on television in these smarmy pseudo-reality shows – to be the measure of who we are? Apparently so, because losing one’s place from this mass-mind pinnacle (for whatever reason) seems to be the be-all, end-all – at least according to the satellite chattering class in the media.
I suppose it is a hopeful sign that Phil himself has not offered the usual apologies for having his own thoughts and has a higher Authority for his life than A&E and public opinion. That is indeed refreshing. And we must all stand up against this gay fascism wherever it raizes its ugly head.
But, Jesus, Phil. Get a haircut. These “family” shows have come a long way from Ozzie and Harriet.
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