James Dobson is concerned about me. Not because I’m a lesbian—that’s old news. Now, speaking this week on his radio show, he says he’s concerned about “average Americans”—those of us living paycheck to paycheck who seem to get the shaft whenever the government or Wall Street is in session.
”I do admit to being irritated today because of the number of people that are getting hurt,” he says. “I’m not talking about big shots with a lot of money. I’m talking about the people who really struggle.
“I’m thinking of the people in nursing homes today, who don’t know if they’re going be able to pay for the cost of being there. … I think of the people who may be losing their houses. I can’t even imagine the fear and the concern that’s out there today, because these big powerful politicians wanted to spend our money with no limit.”
I think what’s most frustrating about this comment is, not only did Dobson…
vote for the politicians who have vowed to destroy the middle class and have succeeded quite handily in their mission of late—but he did his best to encourage everyone who will listen to him to vote for those same politicians who have brought about this disaster. And now he’s concerned for the “average American”? Excuse me while I remember my lunch in a really bad way.
Dr. Dobson, these people are losing their homes and can’t afford their nursing home bills because you helped put the men and women into office who have brought us to this point in history. Of course you can’t imagine our fear—you’ve never been here! You’ve personally reaped the benefits of the last eight years. For you to now feign your concern for those of us who are struggling is not just sickening, it’s insulting.
But, Dobson’s true allegiance to the god of capitalism, disguised as Christianity, isn’t hidden for long as he re-aired a portion of his 1992 interview with now-deceased financial expert Larry Burkett, who advised: ”There’s no better time to start a business than when everybody else is going out of business.”
In other words, the least of these are struggling—time to cash in! Forgive me, Dr. Dobson, if I choke on your sympathy.
