Just went downstairs to the I-House basement to get my laundry out of the dryer. There’s some Christfest on the laundry room television. You know, piano music and a long shot of endless ocean waves on a sunny day filling the screen, along with a voiceover by a very white sounding male saying:
“Lord, where there is despair, let me sow hope. Your contributions of $XYZ million dollars are today allowing us to broadcast across the Middle East in countries where the United States has a presence. Thanks to the millions given by our viewers, the men, women, and children of Afghanistan and Iraq can hear the same breathtaking message of hope and the love of Christ that Americans enjoy every day… because there is no greater gift than the love of Christ… no greater gift than hope.”
I dunno, dude. Think maybe those millions could create more hope if they were spent on food? How about reconstruction, or even medical care for the men, women, and children of Afghanistan and Iraq? If I was an unemployed, homeless, hungry Muslim man sitting in the rubble of Kabul right now watching millions of American dollars being poured into giving me “the love of Christ” on the American army post television set, I’d be ready to flip someone a finger.