Congresswoman Nancy Pelosi (D-Calif.) is a lifelong Roman Catholic who has been a huge disappointment to her Church on matters of unborn human life. That, of course, is well-established, from her relentless advocacy of “abortion rights” to even urging taxpayer funding of contraceptives as part of President Obama’s “stimulus” plan. I’ve personally written about those disappointments on many occasions.
But it isn’t just Pelosi’s actions on unborn life. Her supportive comments on radical people and causes generally have been legion. For years, Congresswoman Pelosi has made outrageous statements, from the Cold War to the Middle East, that consistently leave one utterly speechless.
I’ll never forget her stunning House floor tribute to Harry Bridges, a notorious communist agitator who spent a lifetime lying about his secret loyalties to Stalin and Communist Party USA (CPUSA), even while his position on the Central Committee of CPUSA was directly authorized by Stalin’s Kremlin. “Today we can all hold our heads high and be proud of Harry Bridges’ legacy,” said Pelosi. “Harry Bridges is … beloved by the workers of this nation, and recognized as one of the most important labor leaders in the world.” (Click here to watch.)
Bizarre statements about the extreme Left are old hat for Congresswoman Pelosi. And now, add to the list yet another.
Commenting on the out-of-control gang of Wall Street “Occupiers,” Pelosi glowed and said warmly, “God bless them for their spontaneity.”
“God bless them?”
What a remarkably strange thing to say. Of everything said about this Manhattan mob, no other remark so fittingly rises to Twilight Zone status.
“God bless them?”
Well, we certainly don’t want God to damn them. We would like for God to bless everyone. We should pray for everyone.
But, frankly, I doubt this particular band of hooligans is even thinking along such lines. This is an extremely secular, militant, radical crowd.
Ironically, Pelosi’s comments came almost the same time that a representative of the mob, Roseanne Barr, literally called for guillotining—yes, guillotining—wealthy Americans bankers. She openly called for their forcible “re-education” and execution.
I have friends and students who are there in New York observing this spectacle. They email me daily. One took a picture of two homosexual men embracing while holding a sign imploring the brethren to “KILL YOUR PARENTS.”
As he snapped this picture, the throng initiated a frightening march upon the homes of those loathsome “millionaires and billionaires” that President Obama targets unceasingly with his terribly destructive class-based rhetoric. (Click here and here to read more.)
It’s only a matter of time before this angry, envy-filled insurrection turns violent.
“God bless them?” I say “God help them”—and help those they threaten to hurt.
Think about that strange inflection: “God bless them.” What does it normally mean, or how is it more typically applied?
It’s the kind of sentiment you usually wish to a church secretary or Religious Ed director who unselfishly does five peoples’ jobs for $18,000 per year; to your priest on call 24/7 to administer sacraments, often at 2:00 AM to people he doesn’t even know; to a little girls’ choir singing angelically; to cute kids raising money for a soup kitchen; to a dying woman suffering in silence from breast cancer; to Salvation Army volunteers paying peoples’ heating bills; to a Crisis Pregnancy Center volunteer who works the rape hotline; to a nursing-home worker who cheerfully bathes mentally retarded adults; to the guy who snow-blows every driveway on the block; to the black college students who stoically dared enter an Alabama school building while ugly rednecks spat on them; to Rosa Parks. Yes, God bless those people.
“God bless them” isn’t the kind of sentiment anyone would normally direct to a ranting, raving, raging, screaming, shouting crush of self-professed “occupiers” bordering on anarchy without a whiff of religious motivation. I seriously doubt that the horde smashing and littering the streets honestly even care for someone to “bless” their event. Are there prayer chains and prayer circles and rosary sessions going on there?
As anyone paying attention can see, this is an unkempt, cursing lot, some of them trust-fund kids on voluntary sabbatical from $100,000 (per year) elite educations. They hoist a Starbucks in one hand and iphone in the other while shouting “down with capitalism!” As anyone there will tell you, there is everything from group sex to group bong sessions.
This is not a Norman Rockwell picture. It’s about as cute as an LSD trip, as quaint and charming and innocent as a Grateful Dead concert.
Is this the kind of thing we as Christians are expected to bless?
To Congresswoman Pelosi, apparently so. And she says such bizarre things all the time, invariably leaving me just staring at the page or screen or radio, dumbfounded into complete non-response. Even this latest statement has taken me a few days to try to assimilate.
I say God pray for them, pray for all of us, pray for me—and pray for Nancy Pelosi.
Paul Kengor is professor of political science at Grove City College. His books include The Judge: William P. Clark, Ronald Reagan’s Top Hand (Ignatius Press) and Dupes: How America’s Adversaries Have Manipulated Progressives for a Century.