Just Plain @**@&#-Up

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Evangelist Tony Alamo allegedly had a number of wives who were minors. He's on trial for these crimes and the woman testifying against him was forced to become his wife for religious reasons - because the Lord said so.

That woman got off lucky - uh-oh, just thought of a joke from Arthur.

A girl he's dating confesses that she was raped by an uncle at the age of 12. Arthur says: "So, you had 11 relatively good years then."

That great line aside - what a mess! This man preys on the feeble-minded and rapes their daughters. I'm sure the family sent him money on top of it.

Yet Alamo is accused of even more - his next "wife" was an eight-year-old whom he fondled as she held a teddy bear and wore a Barbie shirt. When his first wife - the 15-year-old questioned him about his fondling of the 8-year-old - he allegedly responded - "Don't question me about what the Lord told me to do."

Sadly, this creep is not alone - I'm betting that he has pretty much a straight ticket to hell. He'll probably share the shuttle ride with Hitler, Bin Laden and those bastards that removed the dead to sell additional cemetery plots.

Yet what bothers me more about the story - than the creep headlining it - are the people who give up all they know is right to believe in something, or someone, who lives to manipulate desperate people. And don't kid yourself - it happens every day, in every small town in the nation.

I heard today that Lisa Marie married Michael on the wishes of the Church of Scientology. They wanted him as a recruit for their work. Even he had enough sense to steer clear of it.

Yet there are those that are senseless and they are looking for something to hold onto - even at the cost of their own children, their self-respect and good-old common sense.

All right - one more point - how in the hell can that marriage work? The gap between 74 and 8 is way too much to overcome. What will they talk about? Will they watch SpongeBob or the nightly news?

God help us all.

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