Do Not Preach Like This Guy
Bad Fruit In A Bad Suit, Monetizing The Anointing, And Defensiveness
This clip I’m linking to is absolutely bananas. My dad doesn’t get riled up about much—he’s the kind of guy who can sit through a ten-car pileup with the same expression he uses to watch the Weather Channel—but this made him mad.
And honestly? I get it. There’s something uniquely offensive about someone peacocking around in front of a crowd, puffed up with pride over what amounts to dressed-up drivel. Rotten philosophy in designer packaging.
But what really gets me is the setting. This isn’t some closed-door seminar or a casual thought experiment shared among friends. This is a public, mic’d-up, audience-panned performance. Why does this even exist outside a local church setting? Why does it need cameras, branding, and (let’s be real) a YouTube thumbnail with that face?
The answer’s simple: it’s not about the message, it’s about the spectacle. This guy wants the controversy. He’s banking on it. And guess what? He’s getting exactly what he ordered—because here I am, talking about it.
I hate that I’m part of the fuel. But sometimes, the best thing you can do is hold up the match and say, “Yeah. This is the fire. Look at what it’s burning.”
Here’s the clip in all its splendor:
