POST-SABBATICAL NOTES. 14 AUG 2014. THURSDAY. N3.
Fanaticism, fundamentalism, force--and the structural violence of religion that makes us escape, escape, escape. Or, how to read and re-read Quiboloy and his message of salvation for himself, but not for others.
HIS MESSAGE IS simple: It is God's will for him to do everything he is doing as God's messiah, as God's prophet. He is God's chosen one, for goodness' sake!
It is God's will that he lives in a mansion, has his own private jet, and goes to anywhere he wants by riding on his own personal helicopter.
It is God's will too that outside his gated mansion with a manicured and verdant lawn and imported plants there are people who live hardscrabble lives, their shanties just a stone's throw away from where his garbage is incinerated through an open fire.
It is God's will that guards follow his every move, that someone holds his umbrella to protect him from God's bright sun.
It is God's will that all the poor people in search of a God that redeems are giving him tithes, some 10 percent of their meager income, to pay the cost of his excessive lifestyle.
It is God's will that he no longer lives like a poor man even if it is God's will too that all the poor people flock to him in their white clothing and together, in that act of gathering in God's name, Quiboloy the man can become divine, perform miracles, and decree that he has heard, again and again, the word of God, and that sometime in 2005, God has come again into human history.
I have written elsewhere that I have seen Quiboloy's disciples and missioners and volunteers in parking lots in the United State Mainland, and that I have seen them selling Krispy Creme somewhere else.
While he lives like a king, his believers live in the opiating power of their corrupting and corrupting faith.
I do not know what to make of Quiboloy. Your guess is as good as mine.
The Philippines has given birth to so many prophets, and I have seen only false ones.
Now, now, believe.