When I was little a young Oral would tell me to put my hands on the TV screen and he'd do all sorts of good things for me.I'd already seen the likes of the robes at the Catholic place I got dragged to against my will so where did this greaser get off on thinking he could get his meat hooks into little One Fly.
Well he didn't because anyone with an ounce of brains even back then knew there was not going to be any hook up through this new device.
Oral Roberts passed away today which made the world a better place.
I wonder if he asked forgiveness to all those he mind fucked and stole from over the years?
Amen, Brother One Fly!
ReplyDeleteSo did God call him home or was it Old Scratch?
ReplyDeleteHe was quite the mind fucker, if I do say so myself.
ReplyDeleteI remember in the 1980s he said "unless I can raise 8 million dollars by next Friday, God is going to take me to heaven, and I want to live," and his faithful little flockers paid up. What a salesman.
ReplyDeleteHe didn't want you give him a million bucks, he wanted a million people to give him 10 bucks each.
He was the P.T. Barnum of his day; you know the guy who said there's a sucker born every minute. There needed to be when Oral was on the tube.
ReplyDeleteMy dad & Oral arrived in Tulsa the same year. I grew up with Oral in the neighborhood - tho' not in the house! I'll mourn his passing in the John Donne sense - "any man's death diminishes me because I am involved in mankind" - but in no other.
ReplyDeleteOld Scratch??
ReplyDeleteOld Scratch, one of the many names for the Devil from the days when one did not speak his real name.
ReplyDeleteI did not have a clue what you were referring to and do not remember ever hearing that. Thanks for the explanation Mont.
ReplyDeleteThat's my buds nickname.
If you hang with Old Scratch, could you ask him to call Joe Lieberman home? :-)
ReplyDeleteCon men don't have a conscience to make them feel sorry for what they've done. I imagine he was so self deluded that he believed he'd done good.
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