Deepak Chopra

Sean Hannity’s straight-faced summary of Deepak Chopra’s new novel reminded me of Muggeridge’s hilarious comments on journalism’s view of Jesus as Newsmaker. Except here it’s Jesus as Rebel. It’s amazing that one could read the Gospels (not to mention Psalm 2 and Hebrews 1) and see Jesus as little more than James Dean. An Indian workmate, a lapsed Hindu, told me a few years ago how incredulous he was that anyone listened to guys like Deepak Chopra. My workmate’s theory was that people still saw Indians as exotic bearers of great mysteries.

Chopra is yet another in an endless line of false teachers mouthing the same old drivel that Jesus was a man who became divine, and you can be divine too if you buy my book. There’s even an appearance by my own favorite: the Sermon on the Mount as guide for liberal do-gooders. Instead of being terrified by the great sermon, liberals are inspired. They never mention the ending (“Depart from me…”), nor are they inspired by by parable endings like Luke 19:27: “But as for these enemies of mine, who did not want me to reign over them, bring them here and slaughter them before me.”

What’s with Deepak’s glasses, by the way? When you’re listening to a guy who’s wearing specs from the Bootsy Collins collection, maybe it’s time to find a new guru.

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