Katherine Harris, the surgically enchanced Florida representative who benefited politically by overseeing the — ahem — recount that got Dubya handed the presidency under highly dubious circumstances, has completely gone off the rails. When your campaign is, in the words of one former worker, “imploding,” there’s no reason not to just throw sanity to the winds and go for broke. Here she shows her great respect for America’s wonderful heritage of religious diversity:
….that lie we have been told, the separation of church and state, people have internalized, thinking that they needed to avoid politics and that is so wrong because God is the one who chooses our rulers. And if we are the ones not actively involved in electing those godly men and women and if people aren’t involved in helping godly men in getting elected than we’re going to have a nation of secular laws. That’s not what our founding fathers intended and that’s certainly isn’t what God intended….If you are not electing Christians, tried and true, under public scrutiny and pressure, if you’re not electing Christians then in essence you are going to legislate sin.
Harris is also sure of her pride of place in God’s Rolodex.
Some day all of us have to give an account before God for what we have done. Are you certain in your own heart that when you come to that point of accounting that you’ll spend eternity with God in Heaven?
Boy! It’s nice to have connections, isn’t it!
One day when you stand before God, if He says to you, “Why should I let you into my Heaven?” What you would say in response?
That’s an interesting question. Because I loved Your Son and because I know He died for my sins. I know He was resurrected at Your right hand and I served Him. You know we’re covered with, our sins are covered with His blood and so we are blameless before Him. We are as white as snow.
“Oh, yes, and I took $32 thousand in illegal campaign contributions. But I can do anything, because I’m a Christian and rules don’t apply to us because our sins are covered with His blood and so we are blameless before Him! By the way, how do you like my boob job?“
I love it when fundies lose their minds in public. It’s better than Saturday morning cartoons.