You may not have watched the Golden Globe awards show Sunday night, but I did, or at least part of it. I watch not for the celebrity factor, or what people are wearing, but for what they say and how little they reflect the reality most of us know.
For example, most are fabulously rich, yet they vote for liberals to want to redistribute their wealth. Maybe it makes them feel less guilty.
Then they talk a lot about God. One said mogul Harvey Weinstein is God. Yuck, yuck. A few thanked God, whoever he or she may be to them. And then there were the usual crude words, bleeped out by a seven-second delay, but you could still tell what they were saying.
This is the privileged class at play, heaping awards on each other as if what they are doing and saying has eternal value. Today's stars replaced yesterday's stars, and they will be replaced by tomorrow's stars. Don't they realize they are throwaways, here for a short time and like a leaf in the wind, quickly blown away?
When I watch I am gripped by sadness for them and the real God most of them do not know. They are worthy of our prayers.
In Palm Beach, Florida, I'm Cal Thomas.
Publication date: January 18, 2012