American Taliban: Pastor Worley and How To Solve The “Homosexual Problem”

It appears that there is nothing quite so inspiring for a Sunday morning like a good old-fashioned homicidal homophobic homily. Pastor Charles L. Worley has propelled himself into the national limelight with a hate-filled sermon that lays his faith-based fantasy for homosexuals — concentration camps with electric fences where they would be left to die off. In what could be viewed as a violation of the tax-exempt status of the church, he rails against President Barack Obama and says that it would be impossible to vote for him.

The Pastor of Providence Road Baptist Church in the town of Maiden, North Carolina gave a raving sermon on the “way to get rid of all the lesbians and queers.” Worley was set off by Obama’s statement that he personally supports same-sex marriage. Here is his Christian response:

Of our President, gettin’ up and sayin’ that it was all right for two women to marry or two men to marry, I’ll tell you right now, I was disappointed bad. But I’ll tell you right there, it’s as sorry as you can get. The Bible’s again’ it, God’s again’ it, I’m again’ it, and if you’ve got any sense you’re again’ it! I figured a way out–a way to get rid of all the lesbians and queers. But I couldn’t get it passed through Congress. Build a great big large fence, 150 or 100 miles long. Put all the lesbians in there. Fly over and drop some food. Do the same thing with the queers and the homosexuals. Have that fence electrified so they can’t get out. Feed ‘em, and- And you know what? In a few years they’ll die out. You know why? They can’t reproduce. If a man ever has a youngin’, praise God it’ll be the first’n.

I am actually “again” concentration camps designed to kill millions of people, but then again I do not claim to be the (blunt) instrument of God. The Br’er Rabbit dialogue is also a bit strong. I have lived South most my adult life and I have not run into a guy who actually says “if a man ever has a youngin’, praise God it’ll be the first’n” outside a 1930’s talkie movie. It appears that grammar is the gateway to homosexuality.

He then turns the sermon to voting and his public insistence that he does not want to have homosexual relations with the men in front of him:

All of these…man, I’m gonna preach the hell out of all of us. Hey! I’ll tell you right now, if somebody said, “Who you gonna vote for?” I ain’t gonna vote for a baby-killer and a homosexual-lover! You said, “Did you mean to say that?” You better believe I did! God have mercy! It makes me pukin’ sick! To think about–I don’t even know whether y’all are say this in the pulpit or not. Could you imagine kissin’ some man? My God, I love you fellers.

Well, I am not sure about those “fellars” but I passed “pukin’ sick” a couple minutes ago.

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78 thoughts on “American Taliban: Pastor Worley and How To Solve The “Homosexual Problem”

  1. Matt – Years ago, people on my fire crew told me not only did I not have both oars in the water, I didn’t even know what lake I was on. But even you have me confused. Sometimes being plain-spoken is for the best.

    BTW – It’s a Triumph, not a Harley

  2. Churches should not have tad exempt status anyway. It’s not fair. It’s a business– not unlike theatre.

  3. I would have done something a little different from this Pastor. I will give them the opportunity to accept the Lord, and if they rejected, just have them placed inside these so called FEMA camps. They are going to be later on anyway. Jesus loves everyone, but hates sin. If you want to live in sin, well, Sodoma had its chance to repent. It is going to happen again, and I am sure the smell of their wicked ways are getting to God’s nose. Get out the way. Jesus is the solution.

  4. Getting a bunch of people every Sunday to hear you rant is a particular kind of activity. You just can’t DO it all by yourself. And when you do it with your little crowd, you stay with the songs that work best. That one works very well because nobody in your audience is willing to stand up and say, “hey wait a minute, I was…”

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