This was not a book about prophecy; this was an if-this-goes- on story. This was a cautionary tale, although people have told me it was prophecy. All I have to say to that is “I certainly hope not.”
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I have a verse here that I want to read to you from my novel, Parable of the Talents, which I’m just finishing. I should be at home finishing it right now. And the Monica Lewinsky story is why I brought this verse. Here it is:
Beware! All too often, we say what we
hear others say. We see what we are
permitted to see. Much worse, we see what
we’re told that we see. Repetition and pride
are the keys to this. To hear or to see even
an obvious lie again and again and again, is
to say it, almost by reflex, and then to
defend it because we have said it, and to
embrace what we’ve defended. Thus
without thought or intent, we make mere
echoes of ourselves and we say what we
hear others say.
