That’s like the blast from the furnace of Nebuchadnezzar, who had the furnaces heated to seven times their usual intensity in order to consume Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego. It’s the outpouring of a man or woman with a short fuse, a fuse which has been short for a long time.

One wonders whether or not it would have been wise to have a committee check this language before it was uttered in public, especially for a church public. That lacerating language may have its place in other places, but the church is hardly the place.

But there’s more here than an irritated prophet exercising his vocal chords. We have grown too accustomed to the always cool, laid back voice of our news broadcasters, who maintain their icy calm even in the midst of catastrophic events. It makes us wonder if the cata…