Dr. Gene Scott - Dead at Age 75
Well, damn. Another media idol croaks. First Raoul Duke heads off into Bat Country forever, now Gene Scott's gone to the great horse ranch in the sky.
Who's next? With the way this trend is going, it's probably going to be Walter Cronkite followed by Billy Graham.
Gene Scott was an interesting guy. Head of the University Cathedral in Los Angeles (with the address of PO Box #1, L.A., CA. How cool is that?), he ran a TV preacher show for 30 years. I never really saw the appeal, but apparently he's gotten people to donate metric tons of cash for his various enterprises.
Often I'd be flipping channels and come across his TV show. He'd be lounging in a chair, smoking a cigar and not saying a word. Occasionally the pledge line phone # would scroll across the screen. Many times the picture would cut to a horse ranch, and you'd see 10 minutes of thoroughbred horses galloping in a paddock, watched over by Gene Scott. When he chose to preach, he would have on sunglasses, with an additional pair of reading glasses perched on the tip of his nose in front of the shades. The sermons were rarely interesting, unless you were into Biblical obscurities, and I could never manage to take in more than a half hour or so before boredom (or sobering up) forced a channel change.
He wasn't as hilarious as Robert Tilton, or as incomprehensible as Jack Van Impe, but Dr. Scott was truly memorable for shearing his flock, and making them love the experience.
Who's next? With the way this trend is going, it's probably going to be Walter Cronkite followed by Billy Graham.
Gene Scott was an interesting guy. Head of the University Cathedral in Los Angeles (with the address of PO Box #1, L.A., CA. How cool is that?), he ran a TV preacher show for 30 years. I never really saw the appeal, but apparently he's gotten people to donate metric tons of cash for his various enterprises.
Often I'd be flipping channels and come across his TV show. He'd be lounging in a chair, smoking a cigar and not saying a word. Occasionally the pledge line phone # would scroll across the screen. Many times the picture would cut to a horse ranch, and you'd see 10 minutes of thoroughbred horses galloping in a paddock, watched over by Gene Scott. When he chose to preach, he would have on sunglasses, with an additional pair of reading glasses perched on the tip of his nose in front of the shades. The sermons were rarely interesting, unless you were into Biblical obscurities, and I could never manage to take in more than a half hour or so before boredom (or sobering up) forced a channel change.
He wasn't as hilarious as Robert Tilton, or as incomprehensible as Jack Van Impe, but Dr. Scott was truly memorable for shearing his flock, and making them love the experience.
posted by El Capitan | 11:38 AM
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