Glenn Beck: A Modern Day Paul Revere?
What I find surprising, and not a little weird, is the lavish praise Fr. Henry bestows on the popular media personality and his overall views. He compares Beck to Paul Revere, spreading alarm about where this country is going and “doing the job the press is not doing.” He expresses his admiration for Beck’s sometimes “deeply emotional,” chalkboard instruction about the importance of what is at stake, the first principles of our government, and the exceptionalism of our country. America has a “destiny to be a bright shining city on a hill,” says Fr. Henry, invoking the biblical metaphor for the disciples of Christ.
Beck, we might remember, urged Christians to run away from their church and find a new parish if it used the words “social justice” or “economic justice,” which he believes are code words for socialism, despite the concepts being a staple of Christian moral thought. Beck’s understanding of rights and responsibilities also runs counter to Catholicism’s. Beck, for example, denies that there exists rights to housing and healthcare. The political philosophy Beck espouses envisions a social order incompatible with that promoted by the bishops. Indeed, Beck would call much of what the Catholic Church promotes as guiding us toward socialism. I don’t know if Beck knows enough about Catholic theology and philosophy to recognize this, but Fr. Henry surely should. He might also be surprised to learn of Beck’s moderate views on same-sex marriage, especially as he talked in his conversation with Beck about the threat posed by those seeking to change the meaning of marriage.
Finally, I wonder what Fr. Henry would think of this infamous statement by his modern day Paul Revere:
Hang on, let me just tell you what I’m thinking. I’m thinking about killing Michael Moore, and I’m wondering if I could kill him myself, or if I would need to hire somebody to do it. No, I think I could. I think he could be looking me in the eye, you know, and I could just be choking the life out — is this wrong? I stopped wearing my What Would Jesus — band — Do, and I’ve lost all sense of right and wrong now. I used to be able to say, “Yeah, I’d kill Michael Moore,” and then I’d see the little band: What Would Jesus Do? And then I’d realize, “Oh, you wouldn’t kill Michael Moore. Or at least you wouldn’t choke him to death.” And you know, well, I’m not sure.
For the record, I would be equally surprised and creeped out if Fr. Henry praised the hat-wearing propagandist as a modern day Cassandra.