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Posted on: November 6, 2009 2:43 PM, by PZ Myers
Dan Casey has just posted the first installment in a story about the day Pat Robertson's bodyguard pulled a gun on him, which is so far an interesting perspective on the obscenely wealthy life of a televangelist. I wish I could afford to build a mighty mansion on an isolated hilltop that I would only visit once a month!
It's a cruel tease, though. Casey is serializing it: we'll have to remember to check in every Friday to get the full story.
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Comments
Posted by: Glen Davidson
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November 6, 2009 2:54 PM
He was just afraid that Jesus might be real, and might dislike the fact that Robertson was such a hypocrite if he saw a picture of Pat's extravagance at the expense of the less well-off.
Don't worry, Pat, Jesus will never call you to account for your misuse of money and your lies. Carry on as usual.
Glen D
http://tinyurl.com/mxaa3p
Posted by: Rev. BigDumbChimp | November 6, 2009 3:05 PM
The secret service came to visit me in 1986 because of Pat Robertson.
That was a fun time.
Posted by: LinzeeBinzee | November 6, 2009 3:07 PM
Rev. BigDumbChimp: Please elaborate!
Posted by: JohnnieCanuck
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November 6, 2009 3:08 PM
Rev. RBDC
Do I sense a series of cliff hanging post on the subject, from you? Please?
Posted by: jcmorrison | November 6, 2009 3:09 PM
wow, that was a great read. can't wait for the next installment.
i second the request that the good rev. bigdumbchip gives further details about the secret service visiting. . .
Posted by: Paula | November 6, 2009 3:16 PM
For a second, I was hopeful that the "him" in "the day Pat Robertson's bodyguard pulled a gun on him" actually meant Pat Robertson. Alas, the ambiguity of English syntax leaves me disappointed.
Posted by: Naked Bunny with a Whip
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November 6, 2009 3:27 PM
It's official: PZ Myers hates Pat Robertson because he is jealous of Robertson's wealth!
(You know someone is gonna say it.)
Posted by: VVarlock | November 6, 2009 3:37 PM
Naked Bunny
If you would hold the surprise, someone actually posted basically that in the comments section on Dan's Blog (only of course it was about Dan).
Btw - I have been regularly raising ruckus there since PZ sicked us, I mean mentioned Dan's Blog about Charles Darwin last spring. It is an interesting blog with plenty of religionists to ... talk with.
Posted by: JimNorth | November 6, 2009 3:38 PM
Yeah, PZed may be jealous, but remember, he's packing an internet laser pistol.
Posted by: Naked Bunny with a Whip
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November 6, 2009 3:51 PM
Golly. My heart. The shock, y'know.
Posted by: Rev. BigDumbChimp | November 6, 2009 3:51 PM
I've told this story here before I'm pretty sure but I was never one to not run my damn mouth er... keyboard.
I was 16 in boarding school in Chattanooga, TN and was bored out of my skull. I used to write at least 5 letters a week to the local paper's editor. A number got published, some dealing with Pat Robertson. Well I wrote a letter home to a friend that was basically gibberish. It was some stupid thing we used to do to kill the time, and there is a lot of time to kill in a dorm room.
On the outside I wrote "Kill Pat Robertson".
The postmaster pulled the letter and let the Secret Service know about it.
Well, old Pat was running for president at the time and the Secret Service doesn't really like the whole threatening the life of a presidential candidate thing. Soooooo I came home on fall break or something and the Secret Service came to see me.
They knew everything about me.
Lots of questions about the letters I had written to the paper, the "anarchist friends" (actually middle class punk rock wannabes) that I hung around with, if I did drugs, why I wanted Pat dead, if I owned any weapons, every been institutionalized, etc. etc..
Finger prints, voice recordings photos, etc..
When Pat came to Chattanooga I wasn't allowed to leave the campus and they send Secret Service agents to watch the campus.
My parents were thrilled.
Posted by: aratina cage
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November 6, 2009 3:57 PM
Wahahaha! I can't believe that happened to you, Rev BDC. Thanks for sharing.
Posted by: 'Tis Himself, OM
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November 6, 2009 3:59 PM
Loose lips sink ships or some other platitude as appropriate.
Posted by: Naked Bunny with a Whip
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November 6, 2009 4:00 PM
I already knew you were infinitely cooler than me, RevBDC, but now I know you're triple-infinitely cooler.
Posted by: Peter Mc | November 6, 2009 4:24 PM
Wow, that's one paranoid secret service you're got there.
"When Pat came to Chattanooga"
Got to be the title of the autobiog dealing with your early years RevBDC.
Is Robertson the one with a face like an unpeeled potato?
Posted by: Capital Dan
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November 6, 2009 4:29 PM
It may have been the typos that got you in trouble, Chimpy.
Posted by: Cycle Ninja
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November 6, 2009 4:33 PM
@Peter MC:
You're automatically disqualified from that job if you show signs of a sense of humor.Seriously, I hear they're all stretched pretty thin investigating all the threats against Obama. You couldn't give me that job for anything.
Posted by: kamaka | November 6, 2009 4:44 PM
I'll bet that file is pretty thick by now, Rev.
Posted by: Rev. Bigdumbchimp | November 6, 2009 4:56 PM
I have no doubt
Posted by: Nastasie | November 6, 2009 5:52 PM
No, not Dickens: Edmund Wells.
Posted by: Midnight Rambler
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November 7, 2009 3:50 AM
I did too. I think that story would be a LOT more interesting. It wouldn't surprise me his bodyguards pull their guns on reporters fairly frequently (or did when he was more in the public eye).Posted by: Chris Hughes | November 7, 2009 6:16 AM
@Nastasie It's more thorough than the Dikkens or Dickens, isn't it?