Hatred for Christianity is Fueled From Within

There was a time when mocking God was a dangerous business. There was a time when scorning His people carried a cost. And there was a time when conservative Christians in America weren’t the preferred punching bags of Hollywood’s sneering elites.

But that time is long gone. Now, the world doesn’t just mock Christianity—it revels in it, glories in it, exalts itself in a parade of perversion, holding up its rebellion like a trophy while slandering and maligning those who stand in its way.

And why wouldn’t they?

The last line of defense against cultural collapse—the biblical, conservative Christian worldview—is being sabotaged by self-proclaimed “respectable Christians” within Christianity’s own ranks. These are the men who wrap themselves in piety while doing the bidding of their godless overlords. These are the men who have traded the gospel for the approval of the world. These are the men who wield their sanctimonious prose as a blade against their own professed brothers, carving them up for the amusement of their leftist masters. But more on that in a minute.

If you want to understand just how insulated, out-of-touch, and braindead our cultural elite has become, look no further than Saturday Night Live’s recent 50th anniversary episode.

You would think that after decades of plummeting ratings and a steadily dwindling audience, they’d figure out that the only people still watching their tired sketches are those looking for validation in their own sneering contempt for half the country. But no—like an addict who knows the needle is killing him and still shoves it into his arm, SNL doubled down on what it does best… lazily punching down at the people who refuse to bow to its decrepit ideology.

In one of the most talked-about sketches, Tom Hanks, a man whose very name is a shibboleth for “Hollywood nice guy,” donned a Make America Great Again hat and played a caricature of a Trump supporter named Doug. The scene was set as a game show—Black Jeopardy!—with Hanks’ character hesitating, grimacing, and recoiling at the thought of shaking the black host’s hand. The studio audience howled with glee, basking in the warm glow of their own moral superiority.

Here’s the clip:

Get it?

MAGA supporters are racist buffoons. Trump voters are dumb hicks. This is what the New York and L.A. elite actually believe. They have fully convinced themselves that the working-class men and women of this country—farmers, factory workers, tradesmen, truck drivers, electricians—are nothing more than cross-burning rubes with missing teeth who can’t function in a civilized society.

They have spent so much time cocooned in their echo chambers that they don’t realize they aren’t making comedy anymore—they’re performing religious rites. This was not an attempt at humor. It was a ritual cleansing, a way to reinforce their doctrine: We are the enlightened, and they are the unclean.

Of course, the greatest irony here is that these self-appointed moral authorities are the same people who spent decades covering up for pedophiles, rapists, and serial predators in their own industry while lecturing Middle America about morality.

But it’s not just the sneering late-night comedians and their dwindling audience that perpetuate this garbage. They have help—help from those who should know better. Help from men who claim to be Christians, who claim to be conservatives, who claim to hold biblical values but have spent their entire careers serving as controlled opposition for the godless.