Ray Comfort is doing his thing, blaming the California wildfires on Hollywood blasphemy. I warn you, this video is a combination of the nauseating and the banal: Ray is trapped in his usual schtick. First we get excerpts from the Golden Globes, to tell us how awful Glen Powell is and how evil Hollywood is, and then…he can’t help himself. He starts interviewing random people on the beach, asking them what caused the wildires (they don’t know), then asking them if they ever told a lie, etc., before telling them they have to find Jesus, when, presumably, the rains will come down.
Jeez, but I despise that loathsome little freak.
My answer to “asking them if they ever told a lie” – Sure, but I don’t make a living out of it like you do, Ray.
Now do Tornado Alley, Ray! And Florida!
The banality of weevils.
“loathsome little freak” doesn’t seem … enough … of a description…
I think the standard reaction by the right to any disaster these days is “DEI, ZOMG!”
Train derailment? DEI.
Airliner hits a flock of birds? DEI.
Earthquake and subsequent tsunami? DEI.
DEI is just their new dogwhistle for screaming the N-word impulsively, their heart’s true desire.