Re: Blog: Creation Debate from Kent Hovind

On Mar 3, 2:52 am, Richard Clayton <rich.e.clay...@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:
On Mar 2, 4:45 pm, Ye Old One <use...@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:

Saturday, March 1, 2008
Creation Debate from Kent Hovind

http://keepintouchwithmrst.blogspot.com/2008/03/creation-debate-from-...

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I love the rather unsubtle implication that "Daddy won't love you any
more if you stop believing our doctrine."

I wonder if this is the child he refers to here:

"I took one of my kids to the dentist one time when he was about six
or seven years old.
The dentist said, "Mr. Hovind, this kid has a cavity."
I said, "Yes sir, I know about that. Are you talking about the big
one in his head or the one in his tooth?"
He said, "Well, just the one in his tooth. That's the one we are
going to fix today."
I said, "Okay, let's fix it Doc." Then I said, "Now son, you've got
to sit still. The dentist has to give you a shot."
He says, "A SHOT! A SHOT!"
I said, "Yes, he's going to give you a shot. Calm down; I've had one
before." I showed him where I had mine. I said, "It's no problem.
When he gives you the shot, your mouth will go numb so he can drill
out the bad part and fill the hole with silver."
He says, "Daddy, he's going to give me a SHOT!"
I said, "Yes son, he's going to give you a shot. Now, listen
carefully. SIT STILL! If you wiggle, I'm going to have to take you
outside and spank you, so, don't -- wiggle!"
He did his best. He tried to sit still, but when the doctor pulled
out that giant needle about twelve feet long, and poured in about
eighteen gallons of Novocain, and said, "Okay kid, open up," he
freaked. [.....] We tried to hold him still, but we couldn't hold
him still enough for that kind of operation. [.....] Finally, after a
few minutes the doctor gave up and said, "I can't work on this kid.
I'm sorry, I just can't do it."
I said, "Doc, let me take him outside and talk to him for a few
minutes."
We went out to the parking lot, got in the old Chevy van and sat in
the back seat.
I said, "Son, listen carefully. You know that I love you."
He said, "I know daddy."
I said, "Now son, I told you to sit still. You did not sit still. What
happens when you disobey daddy?"
He said, "Sniff, sniff... I get a spanking?"
I said, "Correct, bend over." Boy, did I give him a spanking, and it
was a doozy. A few minutes later, smoke was rising off his hind end,
tears were coming out of his eyes, and pearls were coming out of his
nostrils -- the whole thing.
I said, "Okay son, listen carefully. We are going to go back into the
dentist office, and you are going to sit in that chair. If you wiggle
one time, I'm not going to yell at you and I'm not going to scream at
you. I'm going to calmly take you back out here to the van, and I'm
going to give you two spankings just like the one you just received.
Then, we are going to go back into the dentist office, and you are
going to sit in the chair. If you wiggle, we are going to come back
out to the van, and you are going to get three spankings just like the
one you just got. Son, we are going to go back and forth all day long
until I get tired, and I have played tennis for years. I have a
wonderful forehand smash. I don't believe I'll get tired for a long
time, son."
I believe that he knew that, and I knew that.
We went back into the dentist office. That kid sat in the chair. The
dentist said, "Open your mouth." He opened his mouth. The dentist
said, "Open it wider."
He held it open real wide, and I said, "Son, sit still." He looked
over at me, then he looked at that dentist with that giant needle. He
started to shake; then he looked at me again. As he gripped the
chair, he did not move a muscle. I don't think the kid even breathed
for twenty minutes. The doctor gave him the shot; drilled it out;
filled the tooth full of silver; and we were on our way out the door
in fifteen or twenty minutes. It wasn't long at all.
The doctor then said, "Mr. Hovind, come here."
I said, "Yes sir?"
He said, "Look, I don't know what you said to that kid while you were
outside, but I would like for you to work for me."
I said, "No sir, you don't want me to work for you, the Child Welfare
would have me in jail in a flash."

What should one make of someone who boasts about how he abused his
son?
And what, I wonder, are the long-term effects on the child of such
abuse?

RF

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