O Pat, Where Art Thou?

Jimmy Swaggert's empire finally began to crumble after his final bust for solicitating a lady of the evening. Who can ever forget his infamous "I have sinned" speech to his faithful followers. Robert Tilton's house of cards - or shall I say house of cash - began to fall after his flock could not refute the final major exposee of his money raising practices. Now, people who follow these "Men Of God" are not know for their sharp intellect, but come on. Just because your I.Q. scores hover in the room temperature range doesn't mean that you can't see or hear these con men coming a mile away. The current leader of the religous scam artist pack is Pat Robertson. He claims to be God's spokesperson. He's the big "G" man's eyes, ears and mouth. And people continue to believe his crap and fatten his bank account even though he has already broken three or four of his leader's Ten Commandments. Pat says that Prime Minister Sharon's recent stroke may be God's wrath for dividing HIS land in the Middle East. Forget that the Prime Minister has an extremely stressful job, is over 70 years old and weighs in excess of 300 pounds. When you mess with the "Big G," I guess that you are just going to have to pay the price. So pull out your check books 'cuz Papa Pat needs a new pair of shoes and if you believe this baloney, you need serious Psychiatric help.