Poor oppressed Oprah...
Few people are more typical of our age than Oprah Winfrey—even down to her misspelled name (Ruth 1:4, 14).
Three things—yea four—leave no doubt concerning God giving our nation over to lies: TV wrestling, TV reality shows, TV preachers, and TV talk. If I want a dose of horror, I choose any one of the four and give it five minutes. My friend, David Wegener, has been known to say he'd rather a man watch pornography than Trinity Broadcasting Network. I agree.
And I'd rather a woman read five romance novels than listen to Oprah for five minutes.
Speaking of Oprah, she's accusing the Swiss of racism because some clerk in some Walmart (or maybe it was an Aldi or T. J. Max) declined to show her a $38,000 purse, telling her it was "too expensive."
Now why would any sane person be... offended at such wise counsel freely offered by a woman who stands to benefit by the very insanity she's seeking to protect her customer from? Yet Oprah is telling the world this uncommon sense was racism.
Blah, blah, oPRAH, blah, oPRAH, blah, blah, blah...
Samuel Johnson once lamented a train journey he'd taken seated next to "a woman who had not one unuttered thought on her brain."
The only thing noteworthy in this news story is the shame of Oprah desiring a $38,000 purse. But you know, I'm thinking no one has the slightest idea Oprah is a woman who is filthy rich off parading shame—her own and others'.
Brothers and sisters, we are what we watch.
Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things. (Philippians 4:8)