Bakker said something to the effect that whether or not you can support Donald Trump is an acid test of your faith and salvation. Gervais came after the leftist Hollywood elite at the Golden Globes awards ceremony for being out of touch, uneducated, and a bunch of hypocrites.
And all over the nation, right wingers took a break from beating their Iranian war drums online in order to rejoice at the spectacle of it all. Overwhelmed by it all, Ben Shapiro might have even cried a little bit. That is, if he had feelings to cry in the first place. The jury is still out on that.
That any of these things should grab our attention stirs up something funny in me.
I just don’t get it. Why do we care what either Jim Bakker or Ricky Gervais say on anything? My guess is we really don’t deep down inside. We have no real reason to listen to them.
But I speculate that their vocalizing something from the TV is something seemingly magical to many.
What we find in their comments is a larger than life validation than we get anywhere else. In them we hear our own words echoed back to us, and that makes us feel good about ourselves. When the words we secretly yell at the TV suddenly come out of the TV for a change, it gives us a sense of belonging, that we are not alone, that we have representation, and that we have someone who can speak on our behalf.
I think that should frighten us.
We need a deeper sense of belonging, and a community for which we can belong to. Our spokesmen should be people we know and trust. They shouldn’t be the people who, like Jim Bakker and Ricky Gervais, are simply able to make the most noise in an already noisy room. They should be the prophets who live in our midst.