"Last night, I was awakened from a fitful sleep, shortly after two o'clock in the morning by a shrill, sibilant, faceless voice. I couldn't make it out at first in the dark bedroom. And I said, 'I'm sorry, you will have to talk a little louder.'
And the Voice said to me: 'I want you to tell the people the truth, not an easy thing to do because the people don't want to know the truth.'
And I said, 'You're kidding. What the the hell should I know about the truth?'
But the Voice said to me: 'Don't worry about the truth. I will put the words in your mouth.'
And I said, 'What is this, the burning bush? For God's sake, I'm not Moses.'
And the Voice said to me: 'And I'm not God. What has that got to do with it?'
And I said, 'Why me?'
And the voice said:
'Because you're on television, dummy.'"
Oh, well. Maybe The 700 Club will hire Diana Christensen to improve the ratings. She knows what to do in cases like this.