The flipside of Walter Cronkite is Pat Robertson. I had to look him up because I couldn’t remember if he was the annoying televangelist who’d died while I was newsless in Europe. (Sadly, no – it was the equally offensive Jerry Falwell.) Instead of a national treasure, Robertson’s a national disgrace, and avuncular only in the sense of that crazy uncle who embarrasses everyone else around the dinner table with his demented ravings and self-righteousness. This idiot claims to hear voices from God – if he didn’t have a multi-million dollar TV show, he’d have long ago been sectioned for his own safety.
Robertson spent most of his time in an office in Japan. According to McCloskey, his time in the service was not in combat but as the “liquor officer” responsible for keeping the officers’ clubs supplied with liquor. There he also was known to drink liquors himself and to frequent prostitutes — consequently, he even feared that he had contracted gonorrhea…
Robertson was promoted to First Lieutenant in 1952 upon his return to the United States. He then went on to receive a Bachelor of Laws degree from Yale University Law School in 1955. However, he failed to pass the bar exam, shortly thereafter underwent his religious conversion, and decided against pursuing a career in law.
BTW does anyone else find the career path of Failed Lawyer to Televangelist deliciously apt?