What's Love Got to Do With It

I'm not alone when I admit this: there are certain people who scare me when they mention the word "love." It's a cue to take cover. Pat Robertson and Franklin Graham are among the love-mongers to watch out for. I'm thinking about building a "Love bunker" in the yard just in case the Revs. get their loving-making ways. Bottled water and canned foods too. Here's an excerpt from today's Chicago Tribune editorial.

Give the wacky Rev. Pat Robertson this much: When it comes to death wishes, he doesn't necessarily discriminate between friend and foe. In a televised interview in 2003, Robertson suggested nuking the U.S. State Department as punishment for its errant foreign policies. As we say in Chicago, make no little plans. Robertson had lobbed rhetorical grenades at State before that. "Maybe we need a very small nuke thrown off on Foggy Bottom to shake things up like [former U.S. House Speaker] Newt Gingrich wants to do," he once said.

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Robertson's remarks should be taken for what they are: the ranting of a TV preacher who relies on controversy to keep the coffers full. His words aren't representative of people of faith--except, perhaps, those who continue to ship money to Robertson's "700 Club."

And remember that Robertson's moral indignation is selective. In 2003--a busy year for him--he slammed the Bush administration's calls for Liberian President Charles Taylor to resign. A UN-backed tribunal had indicted Taylor for war crimes in Sierra Leone.

You see, some of Robertson's financial investments happened to be tied up in Liberia. Ah, morality is in the details.

-- Read the whole editorial here --