October 20, 2020

I Just Couldn’t Look Away: The Crazed, Cranky, Captivating Christianity of Dr. Gene Scott

I doubt that many Internet Monk readers watched or listened to Dr. Gene Scott. His passing this week made me sad, but it also made me reflect on how bland evangelicalism has become, and what a shot of hard whiskey Gene Scott was for the thirty years he broadcast his strange and wonderful program around the world on television and shortwave.

If Joel Osteen is the smiling face of evangelical success, Gene Scott was the scowling, ranting voice of a segment of American religion that refuses to be domesticated by the spinners and hype men. He may have been a great teacher, and he may have been a crook. But Jesus would have liked the guy, I’m certain, and I think he was an amazing man who heard his own drummer louder than most. Denounce me if you will, but here’s my tribute to an American Religious Icon, the infamous cigar-chomping, profanity-using, communion-loving, money-demanding star of the University Network, Dr. Gene Scott.

I was visiting my friend Darrell back in 1988, and he wanted to show me his satellite TV system. This was back in the day when satellite dishes made your yard look like the Jordell Bank radio dish. We descended to the den in the basement, and Darrell was flipping through the channels, when we came upon a puzzling sight. A long haired old man, sitting in a lounge chair, books all around him, puffing a cigar, and talking about the Great Pyramid.

“Dr. Gene Scott,” Darrell said with a smile. Thus was I introduced….and promptly addicted.

What the heck was this? This was the pastor of the University Cathedral, the host of the University Network, the most educated televangelist on the air and the absolute ruler of the universe that was Gene Scott’s version of Christianity.

Born into fundamentalism, Dr. Gene had, at one time, been associated with Oral Roberts. I’ve seen pictures of him back then, and he didn’t look the same. He looked….normal. My theory is that something happened when he came to California to pastor what was then just a handful of people meeting in that odd old “Cathedral” in downtown L.A. Some might speculate he hit his head or ate some mushrooms by mistake. I’m more of the opinion that God sent an angel to give the man an extra helping of the Holy Spirit, which as we all know, can make you appear crazy.

I started listening to Dr. Gene on shortwave- where he rules the world like no other broadcaster- and eventually got a cable company with the good taste to have him on late at night. Dr. Scott was seriously habit-forming. No other way to put it. Once you watched or listened, you were coming back. If his church doesn’t keep his tapes running from now till the end of the world, there will be untold suffering as millions of us are forced to withdraw.

Let’s just visit some of the photos in my Gene Scott scrapbook.

Here’s Dr. Gene, as I said, teaching on the Great Pyramid. I had no idea what he was talking about, but he was totally convinced the Great Pyramid interpreted the Bible. Wacky, I know, but it beats anything on TBN, and makes as much sense as about 90% of what I hear from evangelicals in general.

Here’s Dr. Gene explaining about his real doctorate from Stanford. A real Ph.d. In education methodologies. (This from a man who lectured for hours- DAYS!- and was frequently incomprehensible.) He bragged about writing a real dissertation. He was proud of it, and especially proud that he wasn’t an idiot like every other preacher in the world, in his opinion.

Here’s Dr.Scott bragging on his congregation and his worldwide audience. Over 15,000 members at the Cathedral. Who knows how many listeners? They were the best church in the world, because they had him as their teacher, they liked his wife, they applauded his music, and they didn’t ask what he did with the money. He always assured them that he spent it.

Here’s Dr. Gene castigating and browbeating his congregation and listeners for being the most stubborn, resistant, obnoxious group of pseudo-Christians in Christendom. Can’t be taught. Won’t make reservations for Sunday morning. (Yes, you need reservations.) And of course, they won’t give. Dr. Gene frequently refused to teach until six-figure amounts of money were pledged. He would sit for hours, doing nothing except holding the audience hostage and yelling “Now get on the phones!” (Man, will I miss that sentence. I need a wav. file.)

Here’s Gene Scott sending all kids under 12 to the various museums of the city of Los Angeles while their parents go to church. On buses. With his staff. That’s right. Every Sunday. Unreal. No flannelgraphs and Veggietales for Dr. Gene.

Here’s Dr. Scott’s Bible collection, maybe the greatest privately owned Bible collection in the world. And there are his even more world-famous horses, raised in Kentucky. (I can drive you right to the farm.) Every broadcast featured lots of chat about the “University Network Equestrian Team, with world-champion American Saddlebred horses, and world-champion Hunters and Jumpers competing in charity horse shows world-wide (including 20 percent of the U. S. Equestrian Team in 1991).” And there is his world famous Vineyard, and yes, Dr. Scott could go right from expositions of Romans to recommendations of wine. Watching videos of these various expensive ventures between rounds of Doc’s teaching was the liturgy of Scott’s ministry. Teach. Video. Teach. Video. (Music if you were on short wave.) Teach. Video. And so on. All night. And all day. Forever. Amen.

Here’s Dr. Gene’s teaching. Verse by verse, through Romans, in the Greek. Here’s all of Systematic Theology. A complete critique of Christian views on any subject. A revised history of the world. Tons of stuff on healing and faith. Lots of really great messages on communion. Generous explanations of salvation by grace, through faith, by Christ alone. The old boy knew the Gospel, and when he got around to it, he was excellent. Did I say he taught on money a lot? Yes. And he also talked about things that I can’t describe, because I have no idea what he said.

Here’s Dr. Gene laughing at us all, quietly. Amused at himself, for being so _____ smart, and loving whatever he was doing. He loved to talk about the insults he would love to have made to his adversaries, but I doubt that many of them ever made it further than the tv/radio audience.

Here’s a tape of the “Pissant” song. Never mind.

Here’s Dr. Gene reading. The guy would just sit down and read a book to the audience and comment as he read. He would do it for hours. Some flakey stuff. Some classics. Some wonderful modern books. I noticed that one of his last broadcasts was reading a book on the Psalms by Brueggemann. That was just after one titled “Anyone who tries to reconcile James and Paul is to stupid to listen to anymore.” Hee!

Here’s Dr. Scott cussing. He cussed a lot. Quite creatively. He could just grouse and bitch for hours, about all kinds of things. He also wore lots of funny hats, strange sunglasses, grew his hair long, gained and lost weight, played sax, dropped names, travelled, and married a pretty young thing who became a featured singer on the show. Her songs were always the low point for me. And he was almost never without a cigar. Great way to make a point…blowing smoke. He did more for cigars than any preacher since Spurgeon. He should be in heaven for that alone.

Here’s Dr. Gene having Merle Haggard in concert at the Cathedral. He loved Merle.

Here’s Dr. Scott giving lots of money to various charities in the L.A. area. Dr. Gene was one generous guy with his community, and they appreciated it. If generosity indicates a man’s character, Gene Scott may be the best pastor in America. He invested in his community at every opportunity, and nutty as he was, he was respected. He would tell you that, too. Read his bio.

And here’s Dr. Scott the author, Dr. Scott the sociologist, Dr. Scott the critic of Evangelicalism, Dr. Scott hanging out with lots of models in swimsuits….

I have more photos, but I hope you get the drift. Gene Scott was occupying his own mountain with God, somewhere between the valley of the crackpots and the further shores of academia, just within sight of the televangelists that make you want to pull your ears off of your head. He was one of a kind, and he worked hard to stay that way.

Gene Scott never doubted that God loved him in Jesus, and he never doubted that the Bible was true, especially when he explained it to you. (Arf!) He never doubted the rightness of his causes and he never doubted the greatness to which he was destined. And if the world didn’t agree with him on all these things, then too bad for the world. He didn’t need anyone or anything except the Gospel, his audience, a good cigar and the Bible. He had the confidence of David in the face of Goliath, except Gene Scott would have cussed out Goliath, made him listen to country music, taken his money, laughed at him, and then felled him with a stone. The video would run for weeks.

Scott was the kind of man who never met anyone who was his intellectual or spiritual superior. He would have loved to make Martin Luther listen to all of his accomplishments. That Reformation? So what. Do you know how many King’s Houses I have worldwide? Mostly on shortwave? Dr. Gene was high on Dr. Gene all the time, and that was, in his opinion, the most interesting thing in your day.

In a day when the church is fighting worship wars, a Gene Scott Sunday service was the same five (bad) songs and three (pretty bad) solos, followed by the announcement of the offering- always greeted with a standing ovation for at least a minute- and then an hour plus of Dr. Gene scribbling Greek on a chalkboard and ranting/preaching/teaching as if the entire audience was just dying to know those verb tenses. This man was so out of step with whatever it means to be “seeker sensitive,” that I think he might be called the “train wreck” approach. You just couldn’t look away.

You suspected that Gene Scott was crazy, but that was a mistake. The old boy knew what he was doing. He knew that out there in the world were a lot of people who hated their church and hated their pastor. They were the people smoking in bars on Saturday night. The people having their tenth beer while watching cable in some motel. The people who were insulted by the stupidity of every TV preacher and mega-church pastor. People in strange t-shirts. Odd people. Weird body shapes. Hanging at flea markets and late night snack shacks. Left out people. Slightly hacked off. What they wanted was something off beat; someone who felt like they did, and acted out what they wanted to say. Someone on the wild side who was old and ugly, not cool or MTVish. Someone who didn’t play by the rules of religion, and, of course, someone who didn’t mind tweaking the nose of the proper church folk. A preacher who saw no problem with a little profanity and cigar smoke mixed in with a lesson on the Attributes of God. In other words, the preacher-stereotype turned upside down, inside out and covered in tacky fur with foam dice hanging from the mirror.

Gene Scott had an affection for people who weren’t religious and wanted their religion as irreligious as possible. He was willing to play Pope, Billy Graham, seminary professor, bookie, wine merchant, author, dirty old man, wiseacre, curmudgeon, bully, grandpa, fanatic, zealot and shaman all in one if you would just join the club. When Gene yelled “Now get on the phones,” I felt guilty, because I did like the guy, and I listened to him enough that I should have thrown a dollar in the plate out of courtesy. But I knew that sending a dollar to Dr. Gene was giving away the secret: I didn’t want to admit I enjoyed this circus. I wanted to keep my dignity; to be part of the real world and not Gene Scott’s world.

You know what? I think Jesus would really like Gene Scott. I think Jesus was all over this guy. He liked the people Jesus liked, and he had the kind of dangerous willingness to kick religious people hard and love prostitutes and tax collectors that made Jesus so attractive to the common person. He never doubted the Gospel, of if he painted it in some weird colors at times, and he didn’t care if he looked or sounded strange. A fool for Christ’s sake? I think he was more than willing to be one.

Gene Scott didn’t play by the rules and he got a lot wrong at times. He sometimes lived in a world that seemed in need of several strong medications. He talked too much about money and his version of love was often no more than egotistical cruelty. But he never pretended to be sanctified, and the joy of the Lord was his strength. He had ahold of the Gospel, and he clearly believed that knowing God didn’t make you into a cookie cutter evangelical, but real salt in the earth. Gene Scott was too salty at times, and in need of seasoning at others. But he was one of the people Jesus would have loved and, I have no doubt, Jesus would approved of Gene Scott long before he would approve of so much of happy-clappy evangelicalism’s attempt to be trendy and telegenic. Gene Scott was Gene Scott, and if that didn’t suit you, then ……well, I can’ t say what he might say.

I’ll miss “Doc.” His voice will continue, but the man and all his rough, weird, theology-for-the-Art-Bell-crowd eccentricities have left the room with him. I appreciated the man and what I think he was doing- whatever it was. Of course, with Dr. Gene, who knew what he was really doing? I hope Jesus can figure him out, because heaven won’t be much fun without him. I, myself, tend to think it’s all explained somewhere in the Great Pyramid.

Now get on the phones!


  1. joel hunter says

    Thanks for this one, Monk. Our Dr. Gene scrapbooks are a lot alike. And it’s comforting to know that I’m not the only one who felt a twinge of guilt for not throwing the old guy a few bones.

  2. I hadn’t heard Dr. Scott had passed away. I called my husband as soon as I saw your article because we had lots of fun evenings with another couple watching him sing “Well, I might have gone fishn’…” while he smoked his cigar and waited for the phones to ring. It is an end of an era.

  3. James Aguilar says

    You should look into Dr. Steve Brown. Your entry made me think of him. He’s a lot like the Dr. Scott you describe, but perhaps not quite so much.

  4. I appreciate Steve Brown and enjoy his work. But he’s very very tame compared to Dr. Scott. (Thankfully)

  5. Michael, I think you’ve captured the essence of Gene Scott perfectly. Bottle it and sell it, it’s worth millions. This was the same stuff that I found so attractive back in 1992 when I came across him after listening to shortwave for about a year.

  6. o/~
    “Kill some piss-ants for Jesus,
    Grind ’em right through the floor!
    Kill some piss-ants for Jesus,
    Then kill one piss-ant more!”

    Back in 1984, I was living in Garden Grove, had just gotten cable, and gotten sick of MTV within a week. (Six Twisted Sister videos an hour does that to you…) Cruising my 57 channels to find something on, I discovered the 24-hour Gene Scott channel. And kept it on just about 24 hours a day as background — just to see what this maniac with the funny hats was going to do next. (I’ve always been an aficionado of the weird, and this was WEIRD.)

    “You want me to continue?”
    “YES SIR!”
    “Then get on the phones and I’ll continue. Yes, this is a dirty trick… So’s what you did to my budget last week. I AM A VENGEFUL BEING. NOW GET ON THEM TELEPHONES!”

    I was also active in local SF fandom. And Dr Gene Scott got written into at least three fanfics I know of, as well as an abortive role-playing game project. Maniac preacher (“I’m a Teacher! Not a ‘Televangelist’!”) with the funny hats going gonzo in what could be subtitled Fear and Loathing at King’s House One, with the FCC Windup Monkey Band.

    “I don’t like Popoff Preachers!
    Just give me some solid Teachers!”

    (Reading thru pledge cards from the phone bank…)
    “King’s House So-and-so pledges such-and-such,
    King’s House So-and-so pledges such-and-such,
    King’s House So-and-so pledges such-and-such,
    ‘Get off the tangent and finish, dammit!’…”

    For about 4-5 years, that old guy with the funny hats and gonzo style defined “colorful character” on my cable hookup and for my wanna-be writer buds. This guy was NOT the cookie-cutter Jim & Tammy or TBN, he was enjoyably WEIRD!

  7. Like others, I was intrigued by Dr. Scott – but I can hardly identify with his “swagger” and the open display of “babes” that he wanted to be seen with. The Christian faith requires humility – the realization that at our best we are not very good, else how could Paul advise us to find a way to think of EVERYONE ELSE as better than ourselves? Remember, when you admire someone, that the important test is really whether or not that person would like and admire you! Psalm 34:6 is my testimony.

  8. I vaguely remember something about Dr. Gene Scott and aliens. The Rapture is a lie that Satan will exploit. The antiChrist will arrive in a space ship and beam people into the sky with his superior alien technology. Everybody will think it is the Second Coming. And those grey aliens are really demons, or maybe demons are really gray aliens.

    Or perhaps I’m confusing Gene Scott with Rev Murray of the Shepherd’s Chapel.

    This is what comes of spending too many nights watching bad television into the wee hours of the morning.

  9. Never heard Doc do aliens, personally.

    I listened to a broadcast today. His gospel presentation before communion was great. Quirky as he was, he knew and loved the Gospel.

  10. I have been a lurker for several months now having found this and the IM site by link from another blog. I have enjoyed the discussions that have caused me to look at my faith/belief systems and to think where I come down on the issues. This is my first response though as I am one of those watchers and listeners of Gene Scott for 10 years or more. It just so happened that one of my first encounters with Dr. Scott was the Pissant song. I have never laughed so hard over and over as he had that song played over and over. He will be missed as someone who truly made you think about different issues and be so eccentric through it all. Yes I will miss him and thanks for the reminders of so many different messages that he tossed at us through it all.

  11. I meant to say I have been lurking here and the BHT site.

  12. A quick google check shows that it’s Arnold Murray who is associated with aliens, not Dr. Scott. My apologies to Dr. Scott, IM, and everyone else.

    To be perfectly fair, it seems that it’s some of Murray’s followers who are promulgating the notion that demons and aliens are interchangeable. Murray himself may not be directly responsible for this one.

  13. I first saw Dr Scott back in 1985. He was broadcasing on a locally owned independent TV station in North Carolina, at 1AM. Like the i-monk, I was hooked from there on. In recent years, thanks to the miracle of the ‘Net and broadband (i.e. reverse enginered from UFOs)technology, I was able to watch the live broadcast from the Cathedral every Sunday. IMHO, Doc was at his wittiest and sarcastic best in the hey day of the PTL scandal. His hilarious scorchings of Jimmy Bakker and Jerry “The Fat” Falwell remain priceless gems of social commentary.

  14. Michael,

    You did indeed capture much of the essence of Doc Scott. Unable to swallow the Mormon doctrine I was raised in, I found Calvary Chapel in the 70’s and Doc Scott in the 80’s. I believe Doc was the most learned, gifted bible scholar of our time, though he was definitely quirky, and sometimes irritating.

    One thing that Doc taught, that you omitted and that got me through some of his wierder moments, was that it was the message, not the messenger that mattered. He never held himself up as anything but a sinner, in need of God’s grace, in need of the very message he was teaching. He truly needed nothing other than God, and loved nothing more than studying about Him, hence his love and pursuit of his remarkable Bible and manuscript collection. Jesus certainly knew what Doc was doing, and probably enjoyed the salt and light Doc threw on his audience. I will certainly miss him, but I am sure his teachings will remain for our edification and enjoyment until we go home ourselves.

    Thanks for the memories.

  15. Up front, I must admit that I have very little personal experience with Dr. Scott’s ministry, having heard only snippets of his programming when tuning through the shortwave bands using my trusty Icom R75. To be frank, the impression made by those snippets was not a favorable one, and certainly didn’t pique my interest in listening to him. He did sound like a frank, forthright individual, but he also sounded angry, arrogant, even bitter at times. Also, his choice of music seemed to be often inappropriate for the occasion of a church service. (I am persuaded that much secular music is lawful for the Christian to enjoy, but strongly question whether it has a place in the worship of God.) Besides, his removal of children from his sermons and sending them to museums instead would seem to be tantamount to keeping the Gospel away from their ears.

    Now, I would certainly concur with Paul’s rejoicing at the preaching of the Gospel, whether in pretense or truth, and I would agree that Gospel ministers, like all men, are sinners, but they are sinners saved by grace unto good works, and are targets of the Holy Spirit’s sanctifying work. Moreover, I would agree that ministers of the Gospel wouldn’t do wrong to be more forthright to their hearers, telling them the truth at the risk of causing them offense.

    Having said all that, I must also say that the Scriptures make it clear that ministers are to be _examples to the flock_. Now, no minister has ever been a perfect example. The only Man who has ever deserved the description of “perfect” is Jesus Christ. However, the life of a minister, even more so than the life of a typical believer, ought to show signs of sanctification. Regarding the ministry of the Word, I have heard of cases in which preachers who showed little or no sign of true saving grace could preach Biblical sermons, sometimes to the point where sinners would be truly converted. (I myself first heard and believed the Gospel as shared by a friend who soon thereafter departed from the faith.) Faith, after all, comes by the preaching of the Word, not by the life of the preacher.

    Before we praise men such as Dr. Scott too highly, we need to bear this in mind: it is very well and good if the Word is preached, but we must also look at the man’s life to see whether God’s grace was truly operative. Based on my limited experience with Dr. Scott’s ministry and the accounts I’ve read about him, I admit that I have my doubts about him. Yes, all men have their faults, but it sounds as though Dr. Scott’s were right up front. Did he show godly sorrow for his faults, or did he just say, “This is the way I am. God loves me anyway, so deal with it”? No, nobody’s perfect, but Christians, especially Gospel ministers, ought to show signs of striving for and progress towards perfection. If Dr. Scott’s life showed little or no such striving after holiness, then I question whether we ought to hold him up as a good example of a minister of Christ.


  16. Thanks for the blast from the past. I used to watch cranky ol’ Gene late at night was I was feeling particularly nihilistic.

  17. Dave…you’re just the kind of person Doc would have hated!

  18. stan kohls says

    Gene Scott was simply a salesman who knew his customers. He appealed to unconventional, somewhat rebellious folks who wanted to feel that they know the TRUE Truth, instead of the conventional, everyday Truth that all the other preachers spout. Scott knew that there were a lot of folks who were turned off to TBN and Benny Hinn, but still had the same need to believe in some kind of Cosmic Oedipus Complex, looking down on them from up above, giving their lives meaning and making sense of a confusing world.
    The Greek and Hebrew/Aramaic nonsense he spouted gave his listeners a sense that they were getting some kind of education, instead of the mindless pablum that other preachers were teaching. But Scott’s pablum was still pablum, sprinkled with some exotic flavorings and spices. The nonsense about the Pyramids has been disproven about 30 different ways during the last century, but Scott stuck with it, confident that it made him seem interesting, like his hat collection, young wife, cigars and multi-colored felt pens. Something for everyone.
    I think what is really interesting is that his church refuses to confirm that he’s dead, knowing that the contributions will come to a screeching halt, once people realize that the Great Salesman, who claimed that Jesus had cured his cancer, had died of it.
    A true charlatan!

  19. william taylor says

    Saw him in LA a few years ago, but once was enough!

  20. sk…you hit the nail on the head..and miss the point…he was an entertainer…period. In about 1979 my girl bought a new 200sx… it came with a cassette player and FM radio… and the cool thing about it was… you could play them both at the same time… we would put in a Springsteen tape and tune into Gene Scott and play them together… full volume… and cruise around LA… Gene ranting and Bruce singing… it was magic… we called him Zeke in those days … and still do… nobody with a white shock of hair like that should be called Gene… so we renamed him Zeke…short for Ezekiel. Dump on him if you must… but he did what few can. He entertained.

  21. Lester Ness says

    I came across Dr. Scott on SW in the 90s. He seemed entertaining but arrogant and probably abusive. I was not surprised to read in the usenet group alt.fan.gene-scott that he was indeed very abusive to his employees. A money grubber, too. I do not think him at all admirable. Abusive preachers are like fleas on a dog: common and unnecessary.

    A bit of Scott trivia: at one time he was renting Voice of Russia’s Siberian transmitters, for the few Chinese and Russian people who could understand him.

    Anyone follow Bro. Stair? The Anti-Scott? They each rented a tranmitter from WWCR (World Wide Crackpot Radio). I think he’s negotiating to rent transmitters from VOR too.

    Lester Ness

  22. Are you kidding? Gene Scott was the epitome of antinomianism.

    When I was a young, tender 19-year-old, I called his 800 number and simply asked “Does your church believe in the Bible? If so, I’d like some information.” I was CURSED at by one of his cronies (literal, four-letter cuss words) and told to call later “when I was ready to listen to Gene’s message and submit.” Similar responses followed during future phone calls, but I was bound and determined to get an answer — yes or no — of whether his group believed in the Bible’s authenticity.

    Maybe I didn’t understand. Maybe it was a publicity stunt to trick evangelicalism into going a different route. Maybe he was just a little off. Or maybe he was a LOT off.

    In either case, I don’t herald his name. I don’t consider such a man a brother, and he showed himself to be a friend of blatant sinners and not to the meek and righteous.

    Jesus would have liked him, allright. I probably would have too, if he would have given me a freakin’ chance! But Jesus wouldn’t have jumped on a bike with two barely clothed women and ride to the tune of Queen’s “Fat-bottomed girls” along with Mr. Scott (as I saw on one of his programs).

    His surreal TV programs were cute, but ultimately in vain.

    Grace and peace be with you.

  23. Gosh dr.Gene was the wackiest preacher ever,the Dart vader of the preachers,but the most he was, he was honest,not like most TBN preachers. You knew were your money was going,direct into his pocket,and yet you sent money to him anyway.
    People wander if him or Benny Hinn is the antichrist and I guess we all know the answer.

  24. first,let me say that i loved gene scott as a brother and a teacher,that is all he ever claimed to be. gene lived his life as a man and as a minister of christ and he was the first to tell you that he was not perfect,but,he did the hard research and critical if occasionally unconventional thought that made him for me,a true intellectual in the ministry,he did his homework and deserved to be wealthy in a world where we so often pay for truth and get,falsehoods, lies,and misrepresentations,IMHO.
    I first met gene scott,late one night,(or rather ,early one morning following an all night crack and alcohol binge during which i spent my whole paycheck and was sitting on my bed in my mothers house,trying to figure out how to tell my estranged wife and my mother,and still have a wife and a bed to sleep in when they found out,but my drug addled mind was spinning too fast to do me any good and the T.V. wasnt helping,so there i sat spinning the t.v. dial and saw
    only fuzz untill finally one fuzzy uhf channel booming the
    picture we all recognize of dr gene,ranting about the lack of donations to buy some church in downtown l.a… it changed my life,this turned into a ritual after binges and then to revival of my relationship with god that gene scott told me was not dependent on what i did ,but what i was,and that,was a child of the most high,i learned(in hebrew)to ,as he said,ha-le-lu-jah and not to as he said ” ha-le-lu-gene”
    ,years have passed and eventually so will I,but he taught me how to live and how to die thru the example of christ,and that no matter what the world said,i have a blood bought, come as i am,first class,ticket to the wedding feast of the lamb,Gene taught me that,for which i am exceedingly gratefull ,god sent him to us,as he then sent us to others and so it goes,untill the end of the world,gene taught me that too,as to the phone banks,i had the same experience,the dr ran a tight ship,allright and i couldnt have worked for him but god used him to save my life in more ways than one,and ,all i have of him is memories and a tischendorf bible,i am disabled and cant afford the tapes so im stuck with the old t.v. broadcasts untill they stop,i havent found anyone to fill his void and im sure they havent either,the usual thing that happens in such cases is they make as much money as they can and then release the old sermons to be digitally remastered and put into data bases (ala,spurgeon) at any rate he will be grately missed by someone that god sent him to minister to,thirty-five or fourty years ago.

  25. Ive never seen nor heard the aforementioned Dr Scott; perhaps I will postumously; however,(and maybe I’m naive), but participating in the debauchery of sinners is no commercial for the holy living to which we are realistically called and struggle with everyday; Pastors should be examples (not of perfection but…) of a reasonable performance in that struggle; not complicitors with the enemy and their behaviour; I know I sound too Holier than whoever but I struggle to fight against thoughts and actions antithetical to Christ-Likeness (not always successfully) and from what you ve written I couldnt disagree more with your assessment that Christ would have liked him; it seems to me Christ would have mourned his unrepentant behaviour given the great gifts he bestowed on him for service to his Lord; regardless of the charity and obvious entertainment value.

  26. David Thompson says

    For those concerned with the lack of discernemnt regarding Gene Scott… until you’ve heard him read from The Amityville Horror and asked yourself what the @#! is he doing? and then been unable to turn away … you just can’t appreciate the hilarious beauty of this redeemed train wreck of a man.

    Anyone on TBN will have me pulling my hair out within minutes. I hate the version of christianity they broadcast around the world. Come to think of it, many evangelical darlings also make me cringe – I don’t think your average guy on the street makes a big disctinction between Benny Hinn and baptist obsesseing over alcohol or reformed guys obsessing over theological minutia.

    Gene Scott was your crazy uncle – you wouldn’t leave the kids with him, you didn’t believe everything he said, but you still liked having him around. He was a charicature, but he wasn’t a joke. And at the end of the day you smiled and thought, “If God has room in the kingdom for Gene, just maybe there is hope for the rest of us who don’t quite have it all together.”

  27. maybe he was a little crazy, but his teachings where awsome and didnt we all learn more of the gospels from him. iwouldnt do as he does but i would listen to what he has taught about the bible .he like us , will all fall short of the glory of GOD.

  28. You’ve captured my mentor, Gene Scott, to a tee. Thank you, boy do I miss that old curmudgeon!