The United States of America has a king, and it ain't Elvis or Jesus.
The Reverend Sun Myung Moon was crowned King of Peace and king of the second and third Israel back in March, 2004. He was crowned in the Dirksen Senate Office Building in a ceremony which, in all honesty, was very much a bait-and-switch. The congress critters in attendance thought they were going to an awards ceremony. Indeed, some awards were given out as preliminaries; but then someone broke out the Crisco they keep for anointments and the ceremony went surreal.
Rev. Moon is a man who believes he is or ought to be in charge of the States. He wants to purge homosexuals in a manner that would make Stalin proud; Stalin, by the by, has long since been redeemed by Moon and gone on to Heaven, in the company of Hitler, or so Moon claims. He wants to tear crosses off of church walls and make Jewish folk sign apologies for handing Jesus over to the Romans.
Bah, I'm not saying anything that's not in the Salon article. You can read that for more details, if you want.
But I will say this: This is a man who has given all kinds of money to Republican election campaigns. He wields significant influence in Washington. I'm sure that some of the Villagers view him with the same indulgence they give to John Ashcroft, that Missouri Pentecostal, or Mike Huckabee, a Southern Baptist from Arkansas. But Moon thinks differently: He thinks he's in charge, and he calls the tunes.
And all the media can talk about is Rev. Wright, whose political influence pales against Moon's. Wright may have the ear of one Presidential candidate; Moon has consorted with Nixon, Ford, and H.W.