The following is written by Harry Seabrook.

Like many Reformed Christians, I have benefited from the ministry of RC Sproul for decades. Around the middle of the 1990s, I found that his son, RC Sproul Jr, was teaching many things of interest on politics, agrarianism, homeschooling, and even paedocommunion. At littlegeneva.com, I sometimes left appreciative comments on his work, and to this day I continue to appreciate what he has written on these subjects. I have never met him, never spoken to him on the phone, posted one comment to his old blog, and sent him one email in response to the one email he sent to me. But RC knew my opinions based on what I have written over the years, and in 2004 he chose to publish an “open letter” to me in his newsletter rather than correspond with me privately on any matters of concern to him, even though he knew that I could very likely become a member of his church. This struck me as odd showmanship for a pastor.

The open letter begins with a reference to the one and only message I have ever received from him:

I have written you before, though in an entirely different format, trying to help you understand where our identity is, trying to help you see that believers of every stripe are closer kin to us than unbelieving, anti-leviathan, agrarian, southern patriots. Your sad response seemed to concede that heaven will have a Jew or two, and some people of color.

This is as bald a lie as has ever been told about me. I did not believe then that heaven is off-limits to some races, and I don’t believe it today. The question of whether some races will ever be converted in large numbers is beyond my ability to predict. (Douglas and Nathan Wilson, on page 28 of this edition of their magazine Credenda/Agenda, were equally libelous in implying that I think all whites will go to heaven. It is apparently asking too much for these men to deal with what I have actually written. Instead, they prefer to tell lies and call names.)

This was the beginning of my experience with RC’s craft in artfully omitting details. He carefully omits the fact that I had respectfully tried to question him about racial demographics and the future of our country through the comment section of his blog. He purposely ignored me, preferring to set a larger stage for his theatrics. Afterwards, he wrote to me only once, to notify me of his intention to make me the subject of his newsletter. He received a very brief clarification of my views, and rather than make further inquiries personally through dialogue, he simply reworked the open letter that he had already admittedly written (referring therein to what he calls my “sad” response). This is not only flabbergasting, it’s extremely unethical and unpastoral. He had a golden opportunity here to save face, especially since he admitted that I have been “so right on so many things” and “have an insight that demonstrates deliberateness.” He had no intention of being so deliberate that he would allow me to defend myself, because dialogue was not to his purpose.

There are other lies in the letter, which would embarrass him if he had any shame, such as the insinuation that I have called for minorities “to repent…[of] their ethnic heritage.” Ludicrous. Simply put, it galls RC that I think our white, Christian forefathers bequeathed a good country to their blood heirs, and we should not change it, whether by interracial marriage, interracial adoption, or racially-unrestricted immigration. Rather than explain to me why I was wrong or in sin on each of these points, he chose to tell lies. He knew very well that I agree with every last one of our Christian forefathers that there is strength, trust, and safety in homogeneity, and weakness in heterogeneity.

RC submits the word “human” when asked for his race, because he has “always puzzled over the definition of race.” In one “sermon” about me


, like a true Boasian, he says he doesn’t believe race exists. Yet this doesn’t prevent him from charging me with the “sin” of “racism.” Logically, if race does not exist then racism does not exist. He even publicly exposed his own grandfather as a “racist” for joking many years ago that the Pittsburgh Pirates should be renamed the Nairobi Nine.

RC states authoritatively, “race…no longer matters. Indeed, it never mattered at all.” Therefore, “A righteous man in the pre-civil rights movement south would have found himself at odds with the state government had he rightly shared Martin Luther King’s dream.” Ninety-nine percent of our forefathers were not righteous, writes RC, because they believed that private property belongs to the people who own it. Such widespread, alleged apostasy is hard to reconcile with the fact that they had a thriving civilization and we do not.

Jared Taylor explains why it is foolish to toss around such undefined and undefinable terms: “If it is ‘racist’ to prefer the company of people of one’s race, to prefer the culture created by one’s race, and to want one’s race to survive and flourish, then virtually everyone of every color is ‘racist,’ and the term has no useful meaning.”

RC realizes that I “would not characterize [my] views as racist.” He devotes an entire newsletter to the discussion of race, which he says does not exist, and all to avoid dealing with my argument that a triune God has created a triune world and actually likes the biodiversity of His creation; to avoid dealing with my argument that it’s perfectly reasonable to expect our nation to belong to our blood kin, and to no one else; to tapdance around the meaning of words like “nation” and “heritage” and “patriotism.” Strong’s Concordance defines the word “nation” as a race or a tribe. The Oxford English Dictionary defines it as an “extensive aggregate of persons, so closely associated with each other by common descent, language or history, as to form a distinct race or people.” In Revelation 22, the leaves of the Tree of Life are for the healing of the races. This was not at all confusing for our ancestors.

(Also in the OED, we find that a Communist, Leon Trotsky, invented the word “racism.” But not to worry, says RC. Jews are never guilty of conspiring against Christians: “even if there were some sort of Jewish conspiracy, the problem would [sic] the conspiracy, not the Jews.”)

RC writes that God has promised “to remake the family,” even as RC has remade his own family, to disastrous consequences. After all, MLK “spoke the words of the King.”

RC denies that unsaved family members are actually family members, and that unsaved countrymen are actually countrymen:

Because He has made us citizens of a different nation, our loyalty is to Him and not to the stars and stripes. Because He has placed us in a different family, our loyalty is to that family, not the racial one we claim to have left behind when we first took up our cross.

RC does not explain where the Bible commands us to “leave behind” our families and kin. Clearly, our forefathers missed the Sproulian doctrine that the 5th Commandment requires obedience only to Christian fathers and mothers. But when we are all really saved, writes RC the uniformitarian, “we will have a shared culture. We will love the same music… We will wear the same clothes… We will eat the same food… We will wash in the same waters… We will dance the same dances…”

The builders of Babel had the same idea. God is judging America today and decimating our race because we care so little about conserving His created order. We have not even sold our birthright—we have given it away. The apostle Paul explains in 1 Cor. 12:11-14 that “the body is one,” and there is spiritual unity, yet “the body is not one member but many.” In Acts 17:26, he tells us that God sets boundaries among the nations “so that they should seek the Lord, in the hope that they might grope for Him and find Him.”

Not so, writes RC. Nationhood, as it has been understood since time began, has been abolished under the new covenant:

God was pleased in the old covenant to have His people be visible in the nation of Israel. He was pleased to comingle [sic] a national identity with a spiritual one. Now, in these latter days, He is looking for those who worship in spirit and in truth.

And just like that—hey presto!—no more national, blood identity, because of RC’s fallacious interpretation of Galatians 3:28, from which the title of his newsletter is taken. (If race does not exist then neither does sex.) A far wiser man, John Jay, signer of the Declaration of Independence and first Chief Justice of the United States, said: “Providence has been pleased to give this one connected country to one united people, a people descended from the same ancestors, speaking the same language, professing the same religion, attached to the same principles of government, very similar in their manners and customs…” I too consider nationhood to be sacred, and I believe that contempt for any race, including our own, leads to contempt of all races, including our own, which is hatred of men and revolution against God.

The idea that culture is spiritual rather than physical (or religious rather than racial) might be a popular theory, but there is no evidence for it, and there never has been. Here are Rev. Dr. R.J. Rushdoony’s wise comments on 2 Cor. 6:14:

Unequal yoking plainly means mixed marriages between believers and unbelievers is clearly forbidden. But Deuteronomy 22:10 not only forbids unequal yoking by inference, and as a case law, but also unequal yoking generally. This means that an unequal marriage between believers or between unbelievers is wrong. Man was created in the image of God (Gen. 1:26), and woman is the reflected image of God in man, and from man (1 Cor. 11:1-12; Gen. 2:18, 21-23). “Helpmeet” means a reflection or a mirror, an image of man, indicating that a woman must have something religiously and culturally in common with her husband. The burden of the law is thus against inter-religious, inter-racial, and inter-cultural marriages, in that they normally go against the very community which marriage is designed to establish. Unequal yoking means more than marriage. In society at large it means the enforced integration of various elements which are not congenial. Unequal yoking is in no realm productive of harmony; rather, it aggravates the differences and delays the growth of the different elements toward a Christian harmony and association.

Rev. Matt Trewhella gives this context:

Historically, all the states in America had laws outlawing the marriage of blacks and whites. In the mid-1800′s, certain states began allowing interracial marriages or miscegenation as long as those marrying received a license from the state… Black’s Law Dictionary points to this historical fact when it defines “marriage license” as, “A license or permission granted by public authority to persons who intend to intermarry.” “Intermarry” is defined in Black’s Law Dictionary as, “Miscegenation; mixed or interracial marriages”…

Not long after these licenses were issued, some states began requiring all people who marry to obtain a marriage license. In 1923, the Federal Government established the Uniform Marriage and Marriage License Act (they later established the Uniform Marriage and Divorce Act). By 1929, every state in the Union had adopted marriage license laws.

In other words, marriage was a function of the church until the state got involved, and the state only got involved to fulfill the illegal 14th Amendment, which was a result of Lincoln’s subjugation of the South, where Christendom mounted its last glorious stand. And what does RC conclude about those of us who reject miscegenation on both scriptural and historical grounds? That we desire to keep the gospel to ourselves. This is, by far, his greatest lie and most vicious slander against me, and against all Kinists.

Some very unfortunate and avoidable events then occurred. While RC was waxing philosophical on race, he was also sending his congregants through the wringer of ecclesiastical abuse. You can read about the most famous of these cases here, which led not only to RC’s defrocking from the ministry but the defrocking of three other associates as well. Has there ever been a case when four men have been defrocked at once, even for extreme abuse? The presbytery leaders came to Bristol, Virginia, one day to hear the testimonies of mistreatment from those within the church and without, some of them quite heart-rending. But RC, to this day, has repented to no one. His abuse of Dennis Cochran was especially vile. But who bothers to take notice of such things? We read stories of abuse quite often in the news, and it tends to make us jaded. The poor victims retreat and are never heard from again. Those who remain are taught to shun those who leave (this turns out to be one of the worst aspects of Sproul Jr’s legacy).

It all could have been avoided. If RC had acted responsibly and opened his allegations against me for scrutiny, many of his congregants might have realized that a man who could so easily lie about someone he doesn’t know would not suddenly discover scruples when dealing with those who are actually in his pastoral care.

After the defrocking, having drifted to Doug Wilson for refuge, since no one else would give him a job, RC developed his cosmopolitanism into a Babelist freakshow on the order of a Michael Jackson video. This is the sort of bile he has disgorged upon the quiet Appalachian town where he lives:

Racial diversity is code language for racism. That is, the Bible says that in Christ there is neither Jew nor Greek. Our calling isn’t to judge people for being white, nor for being black. Our calling, to borrow a phrase, is to judge men by the content of their character. We should be color blind, and the left is at least as color conscious as the most barbaric racists. If the left isn’t angry at you for not treating minorities as special, and if the “conservative” moonbats are not angry at you for not preferring your own racial “kin” to others, you’re doing it wrong. [The latter half of that sentence is a reference to me. For a long while, Doug Wilson linked to Little Geneva under the category of Moonbats, now unfortunately removed.] At Saint Peter Presbyterian Church we are likely the most racially diverse church within 500 miles, all right here in the rural south. We got that way, however, not by going out of our way to appeal to this demographic or that. We got that way by welcoming into our families precious blessings from all over the world via adoption. We don’t see Africans. We see Baileys and Cottrills and Sprouls. We don’t see Asians. We see Kisers and Brockmyres and Wellons. We don’t see racial strangers, but gracial family. In half a century we may well see a whole community that is coffee colored. For more on this I’d commend our back issue of Every Thought Captive magazine titled “Neither Jew nor Greek.”

One of the most outrageous things I’ve ever witnessed occurred about a year after the aforementioned events, at the hands of self-professed Christians. I was following Douglas Phillips’s bully-excommunication of the Epstein family from his church, most of which is documented here and here. Phillips, through his proxies, waged a malicious campaign against all who were publicly critical of him, and when he realized that his accusations were gaining no traction, had the clever idea to accuse the loudest critics of being conspiratorial racists. Nothing diverts attention like racism. At the same time—coincidentally, b’gosh!—the servers for several websites that had posted information on the controversy were hacked, and some were threatened who had not commented on any of it but were merely friends of the alleged ringleaders (or as they are known in the Phillips orbit, the Four Nazguls of the Apocalypse).

I was so disgusted by these cowardly terror tactics, not to mention the inadequacy of WordPress security, that I closed Little Geneva. Phillips immediately spun this incident as cowardice on my part, which was wishful thinking on his part. I had never bothered to use a pseudonym in all the years I was online, even at great personal loss, and in the time since these events I never asked my friends to withdraw my writings from publication. My reason for closing Little Geneva was stated then and has been stated now. It takes a lot of work to stay ahead of the hackers. Moreover, since the material of those who wrote at Little Geneva was being stolen by the Holy Terrorists through a series of “mirrors,” I wanted to make it plain that this was, and is, theft. I now look at it differently. Phillips and others like him have helped me spread the word about Kinism for years. I should mail fruit baskets.

Now I’m busier than ever and could not return to full-time blogging even if I desired. Simply put, I have far more important things to do. Here you can see the current focus of my attention.

Doug Wilson and many other clergymen like him, who tuck themselves away in the very whitest parts of the country, gloated over the “death” of their long-time nemesis, Little Geneva. So did our old friend, RC Junior. The following is taken from a squib he wrote for his church called Never Mind. I don’t see a date on it, but I think it is very recent. Again, the title is a Gilda Radner reference to cowardice on my part.

When your writing is published, it can often haunt you. It remains out there for people to read, even when you wish they wouldn’t…

Still, some go to great lengths to try to cover their tracks. They erase old websites. They seek to nuance their previous views, spinning them into their current views. Others, far more strangely, go heavily on the attack against what they once believed, believing perhaps if they yell loudly enough now, people will not hear them back then. I once had a fan on the internet. It was his habit to quote from me extensively, to praise my wisdom, to encourage others to drink deeply of that wisdom. While he was saying all these nice things about me, however, he was saying some not so nice things about friends of mine. I then published a brief piece pointing out to this friend where we disagreed. Suddenly, though nothing of what I had believed had changed, I became an enemy. No, I became THE enemy. This gentlemen [sic] wrote tens of thousands of words articulating just which hell hole I had apparently crawled out from. All of which is fine by me. The issue we disagreed on was a biggie for him. What surprised me was that there was no acknowledgment by this writer that he had once been foolish enough to be a fan. There was no apologizing to the folks he had encouraged to look my way, for giving them a bum steer.

In the end, that great African bishop Augustine showed the greater wisdom [by publishing retractions]. One way to see if your commitment is more to the doctrine of total depravity, or more to acknowledging our own desperately wicked hearts is to see whether we spend more time confessing our own sins, or pointing out the sins of others. I know which one I do—I point out the sins of others. For that, I need to repent.

I think you can see why men like this disgust me. Lies and mistaken assumptions take on a life on their own, and when pastors join in the gossip it lends the lies and mistaken assumptions an air of credibility. In this case, a story began to make the rounds that I closed Little Geneva to “cover my tracks,” so “haunted” was I by the dreadful, politically incorrect ideas that used to be the unanimous voice of Christendom.

Here’s what RC is not saying, even though he knows it very well. I still think he has good and courageous things to say on many subjects, and my writings attest to this. His opinions on politics and farm life were never the issue for me, but by the way he tells it in this article, I was a “fan” who turned on him after the theatrical open letter he wrote and then re-wrote. The idea conveyed is that I used to agree with him across the board and now dishonestly exclaim that he crawled out of a “hell hole.” But this is another lie about entirely different subjects. Even after the open letter, I never criticized him on the things that I had previously appreciated about him, and I still don’t. Another “fan” who came to realize that RC missed his calling as a carnival ticket salesman is Rick Saenz. In fact, Rick was RC’s right-hand man and the brain behind his once-successful operation. But when Rick saw RC’s abusiveness and the content of his character, he found better things to do with his life—much better. There are many more like him who will go unmentioned by me, but they may decide to tell their stories someday.

My writings and my beliefs have not “haunted” me at all. I’m quite proud of them, on balance. Actually, if I could go through everything I’ve written, I estimate that I would retract about 2% of it, and perhaps another 10% desperately needs to be rephrased. Any blog that has controversial topics posted with no more than a few minutes’ thought, and topped with a large dollop of anger from reading the news, is bound to contain its share of duds. Still, I continue to agree with me. I won’t pretend that my views have not evolved over time; I’m no different than anyone else in this regard. It would just be nice if someone like RC could just once, in logical fashion, say: Harry’s points A, B, and C are false, and here is why. (One brave pastor I know has swung at the ball. He wasn’t standing over home plate, but it’s a start.) Instead, RC tells these ridiculous lies. Not only are they ridiculous, but they are of absolutely no benefit to anyone; he might as well be raging against a phantom. To this day, he very strangely refuses to call me by my full name (the name I allegedly keep locked in a vault, so “haunted” am I by the threat of an audit), even though he has been writing and talking about me for years. It’s bizarre.

Could excessive, red-faced imbibing have something to do with it?

I’m not going to waste my time trying to prove that I’ve never considered RC to be “THE enemy” or that I think he has crawled from a “hell hole.” Nor have I wasted my time responding to the lies told about me which he has used as the basis for telling more lies.

The man is shameless. The self-deprecating way in which he ends the article above is a trademark of his. He doesn’t mean it at all but he knows it makes the ladies swoon. If he were truly a penitent man, he would go to the innocent people he scarred for life and beg them to forgive him, as he was ordered to do long ago by the wise men to whose authority he voluntarily submitted himself.

So here’s a little Christmas gift in RC’s honor. I have asked my friends, who are doing an excellent job running SWB, to post the slightly-incomplete LG archives. I’ve received many requests to do this over the past few years and have never been interested (nor have my fellow LG writers been interested), but since the pages are being stolen by some other sites anyway, people might as well go to the authorized source. At the very least, it will prove that wishful accusations you might have read are simply not true.

Feel free to contact me by “speed-tapping” a message to my “computer address,” as it says in that great work of fiction, Left Behind.

harry<dot>seabrook<at>gmail<dot>com

Don’t say I never gave you nothin’, RC. ‘Tis the season for egg nog. Bottoms up!