The non-video version is that some lady named Jane wrote to Pat and asked him “what she should say to a coworker who asked her, ‘Why did God allow my baby to die?'” And Pat knew just what to say to this grieving mother: “look, lady, maybe your kid was the next Hitler.” No, really:
“As far as God’s concerned, he knows the end from the beginning and He sees a little baby and that little baby could grow up to be Adolf Hitler, he could grow up to be Joseph Stalin, he could grow up to be some serial killer, or he could grow up to die of a hideous disease,” Robertson said. “God sees all of that, and for that life to be terminated while he’s a baby, he’s going to be with God forever in Heaven so it isn’t a bad thing.”
Now, you could say, as Kaili Joy Grey at Wonkette did, that this is the worst thing Pat Robertson has ever said, and you might be right. But he’s said a lot of horrible things, so it’s hard to single out any one thing in particular. But it is exceedingly horrible, and it also doesn’t make any sense. I mean, if God is in the business of killing babies who are going to grow up to be the next Adolf Hitler, why didn’t he do anything about, you know, the first Adolf Hitler? Serial killers are born all the time, and so are kids who then die of hideous diseases, so this seems at best like the very selective application of divine policy.
Anyway, Crazy Uncle Pat is like 200 years old at this point (you know how they say that “only the good die young?” The inverse also applies), so maybe you can chalk this up to loss of mental acuity in old age. Or maybe all the years of hawking nonsense are really starting to back up on the guy.