Glenn Beck has a pretty sweet gig. It must be nice not to be beholden to the truth.
This was going to be a post refuting some of the latest utter nonsense spewed forth by Glenn Beck, but writing that felt kind of like being sprayed in the face with seawater for an hour, then constructing an argument about how one particular mouthful tastes bad. There’s just so much of it coming at you, all at once, that ducking out of the way might be a better form of resistance than deploying the tools of accuracy and logic.
My stepfather likes to say, “Never wrestle with a pig. You both get dirty, but the pig likes it.” Indeed. I’d look like an idiot trying to fact-check Glenn Beck. (Or, for that matter, a three year old. Or a Golden Retriever.)
I’m not saying the man himself isn’t intelligent. I have no idea whether he’s a fool or a liar, and I’m not sure it really matters. What matters is that he commands an audience of millions of viewers, and he is beholden only to their viewership. He is not beholden to truth, reason, or fairness, but rather to the numbers. And truth, reason, and fairness are only useful insofar as captivate the masses and deliver the numbers, and can be dispensed with if they don’t.
It is lamentable that Glenn Beck’s viewers go along with his ride. He bears the moral guilt for his careless and shameful information manipulation. But what about the rest of us? For those of us who understand that good theology is liberating, and who care about social justice because that is the work of God, we owe it to ourselves and our neighbors not to allow Glenn Beck to twist our faith into a tool to advance his conspiracy theories.
Glenn Beck is free to deny that Jesus cares about social justice if he wants to. (I don’t know what Bible he’s reading, but hey, this is America.) But Jesus is undeniably a liberator. God always calls us to greater justice and mercy. And not even a misty-eyed moron spewing seawater can overpower the reality of God.