by John Ellis
When Bill Clinton was elected President in 1992, I learned that many Christians don’t always believe what they say they believe. After the election, many of my authority figures taught me that the pursuit of holiness and the spread of the gospel is applicable only part of the time. Tossing aside any pretense of being concerned for the souls of Democrats, I heard teachers at my Christian school utter damnations on anyone who voted for the reviled Bill Clinton. While telling us to respect authority out of one side of their mouths, adults spewed venom and hatred towards the new President out of the other side of their mouths.
As my friends and I feigned indignation at the naked hypocrisy of many of our teachers, parents, and assorted authority figures as they ridiculed, disrespected, and openly wished harm on our newly elected President and his supporters, I was secretly happy. For me, as someone who wanted to discard any constraints that prevented me from doing whatever my hedonistic heart desired, the reactions to Bill Clinton’s election was a world-view goldmine.