On Saturday, Glenn Beck delivered the commencement address at Liberty University. Beck is a Mormon, and the University was founded by evangelical Protestant Jerry Falwell. (In case you don’t “get” Beck’s opening remarks…)
Me? I’m a Catholic, raised on tales of (mostly reluctant, and unlikely) prophets and saints.
The left passionately hates Beck, but so do many on the right, who wish his message was being delivered by a more attractive messenger.
And I remember that Moses — a stutterer with a criminal record (not to mention a lousy sense of direction) — would never have passed any man-made board exam for his prophet’s license.
I’m not saying Beck is Moses, or St. Ignatius.
I’m saying that we flatter ourselves when we smugly assume that we — pre-Venona — would have seen through Alger Hiss‘s urbanity and impeccably respectable credentials, recognized that it was frumpy, homely, unpedigreed Whittaker Chambers who was telling the truth, and boldly stood at his side.




















