Raúl Benoit

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Correos y Direcciones

Columnas 2012

El negocio del terror

Apostando fama y fortuna

Moribunda libertad prensa

Paladin de urbanidad

Chavez muriendo...

Libres de decir nada

¿Amenaza nuclear?

Silencios que afligen

Cafeina y Aspirina

¡Que placer es agradecer!

Legalizacion, satanizada

La Mano Negra y tinglados

Yo me mato, tu me matas..

Hostilidad y mordaza

Cazando a los herederos

Traidores a Bolivar

Mercachifles de la salud

Muriendo de hambre

Avaricia y voracidad

Ellos saben lo que hacen

Columnas 2011

Promesas al viento

Quiero ser niño

Epoca para derrochar

Jugar a matar

Toxinas en cuerpo y alma

Con cara de turistas

Corazones de Hielo

Gritos tras las paredes

Respete, no sea miron

Delirios de exiliados

Humanidad enferma

Espejismo Amargo

No toda la izquierda mala

¿Si Chavez pierde?

Paren de estafar

El lado oscuro de Uribe

Infantes para el placer

Guatemala en su laberinto

Pueblo Narcotizado

¿Semantica o moral?

Inocentes y seductores

Compro dientes de oro

Hambre de poder enceguece

Imploremos por Chavez

El trovador y la maldad

Muerte como espectaculo

Freno a la desverguenza

Ellas quieren jugar

Viraje a la izquierda

Desaparece tinta de manos

Tunel negro sin final

Hija de su padre

Justicia a conveniencia

Que nos agarre confesados

Una madre !A toda Madre!

Vientres Cotizados

La culpa no es de Dios

Falso patriotismo

Los Carteles del Petroleo

La Vida por un Celular

Poder Malvado VS Prensa

La Rara Muerte Subita

Donde esta tu Lady, Gaga?

Descarado abuso de poder

La triste cara de AL

Narcos y Terroristas

!Por piedad!

Prueba contra el Chavismo

Sangre para calmar la sed

Mundo Desechable

El Genocidio Mexicano

Pronostico Reservado

Que pereza la pereza

Columnas 2010

Los viejitos tristes

El panico del bufon

Las preferimos chispudas

Desnudando a "papa"

No me toques el paquete

El aprendiz de tirano

Bush, sin remordimiento

Soplan vientos gelidos

Nicaragua y el desmadre

Te quiero te aporrio

Uribe, El Intocable

Gobernantes camorristas

Suplica a los verdugos

La bestia pierde

Gritos de Esperanza

Teoria de los chiflados

La Barbie y sus camaradas

De las tinieblas al cielo

Las charadas del bufon

¿Rescata la revolucion?

Infame Diversion

La amenaza esta en casa

Ni un paso atras

Se le fueron las luces

Modelo de morbo social

Presidiarios Embarazosos

Periodismo a la carta

Oscurantismo de Uribe

Cerrar filas

Lluvia de verdes Colombia

Epidemia de Soledad

Protegiendo al Chapo

El terror esta ganando

Cara fea de la migracion

Ilusiones y pesadillas

El miedo se propaga

Los sinverguenzas

El bufon es cosa seria

Boca cerrada o tumba

Tendremos Sed

Bajo la ley del hampa

El no lo vuelve a hacer

Gringos periqueros

Un jardin de rosas

Parrocos tristes

Bajo un Estado de terror

Que encrucijada tan tenaz

Una mirada lastimera

Llorar a moco tendido

Dictadores histericos

Los angelitos rebeldes

Depresion post-navidad

Columnas 2009

Indecentemente ambiciosas

Que no muera la fantasia

Cultura de la muerte

Lecciones catrachas

Un cachito no molesta

Feisbuqueo, luego existo

Amor egoismo no conjugan

Otra dosis de paranoia

Bievenidos al socialismo

La Estafa del siglo XXI

Trama de una Pandemia

Exceso de precaucion

Inhalando la Selva

Marcianitos Verdes

El Hambre asedia

La Tragicomedia Aerea

Laberinto de impunidad

Blanco es gallina lo pone

Olla a presion estallando

Reyes de un reino falso

La paciencia del paciente

Farc vivitas y coleando

Democracia Fetida

Un mandato Divino

Libertad Neo-comunista

Mentirosos, mentirosos

No son santitos

!Detengase Mel Zelaya!

Gastemos que pago despues

No es monedita de oro

Chavez y la salud mental

Mexico en la cloaca

No es llamarada de tusa

Revolucion en silencio

Tentaciones de sotanas

Mama tu siempre puedes

La Vida es Buena

Se me quema el arroz

Mas alla del deber

Mercaderes del miedo

El dedo en la llaga

Al fondo a la izquierda

Matanzas: mal sociopatico

Infortunio de ser policia

El talon de aquiles

El poder engolosina

Legalizar, El agua tibia

El bazar de los idiotas

A roer el hueso

Esclavitud de lo chiviado

Terroristas Financieros

Comprando Impunidad

La guerra perdida

Columnas 2008

Monstruos ciberneticos

Mi Primera Bicicleta

El hambre, un pecado

Camino a la luna de hiel

Comandante de la traicion

¿Por que temen a Santos?

Amores quimicos

Si yo fuera Obama

Exceso de Esperanza

Mordaza a la mordaza

¿Que sera lo que quieren?

Mexico igual que Colombia

El vecino comio pato

¿Quien tuvo la culpa?

Amigos con derechos

Que gobierne el instinto

El bufon seductor

La viga en el ojo propio

Seguridad aerea volando

Un jugo de fruta fresca

Los Jinetes de la Muerte

Frustraciones de un cura

Generacion reemplazo

Lorenzo Ramirez

Las Indignas Sirvientas

Demasiado Perfecto

El amor y la vida

¿Una nueva Dictadura?

La suerte esta echada

Contacto del Tercer Tipo

Los Muertos se Levantan

Robert, el Gringo Bueno

¿Quien esta detras?

La Chispa de la Vida

La Mordaza, 05/02/2008

El Imperio, 04/27/2008

La Secta, 04/18/2008

Patriotero, 04/11/2008

Facebook, 04/03/2008

Sopa plastica, 03/28/2008

Nalgaditas, 03/19/2008

Los Pecados, 03/14/2008

Complices, 03/07/2008

Ingrid, 02/28/2008

El Celular, 02/22/2008

San Andres, 02/15/2008

Farcsantes II, 02/08/2008

Decadencia 01/25/2008

La madre, 02/01/2008

Garrotazos, 01/18/2008

El Bufon, 01/11/2008

El susto, 01/03/2008

Columnas 2007

Los hijos, 12/26/2007

Virginia, amante de Pablo

Maricarmen, 12/15/2007

A la Siniestra 11/23/2007

Anacronico, 11/16/2007

Los Garifunas, 11/09/2007

Agua envasa... 10/13/2007

America sonad, 10/12/2007

Picando al... 10/04/2007

Aburrido... 09/27/2007

En la corte... 09/20/2007

Prohibido, 09/13/2007

Farcsantes I, 09/06/2007

Show Time, 08/30/2007

Pesadilla... 08/23/2007

Chicos Malos, 08/16/2007

Senales.. 08/08/2007

“LITTLE PROBLEM”, English

The Monster, English

Arrepentios, 08/08/2007

REPENT, English version

Preguntas Sabatinas

Reflexiones Sabatinas

La Luciernaga

Las llegadas

Mas corazon, menos seso

El valor de cada epoca

Mujer bajo cielo America

Mercadeo emocional

Tuitear al dia que bueno

Fotos del recuerdo

1 - Infancia y juventud

2 Periodista de Farandula

3 Television Colombiana

4 La Matanza de Tacueyo

5 - Univision Colombia

6 Escandalo narcotrafico

7 Entrevista a las FARC

8 - Univision EE.UU, 2001

9 Desnudos Spencer Tunick

10 Pintor Fernando Botero

11 - Univision desde 2008

12 Caras Desconocidas

Television

Revelaciones intimas

La Barbie o el barbaro

Revelaciones de sicario

Adictos al dolor

Mujer se come a su hijo

Angeles del Desierto

Narcotrafico en Mexico

Masacre en nochebuena

Crimenes de Odio

Avionazo en Mexico

Boxeador asesinado

Muerte de Angie Zapata

Colapso Aereo

Pena de Muerte

Secuelas de redada

Pintor Fernando Botero

Entrevista en UNIVISION

En los medios

Entrevista Don Francisco

Prensa Libre en Guatemala

Visita a EL HERALDO

El Heraldo, 01/28/2008

Los mas Influyentes

Brozo el payaso tenebroso

El Exilio del Corazon

Reportero de guerra

Caso Benoit (atentado)

Venta de libros

Noticias del libro

Criticas Literarias

Feria Libro Bogota 2008

Presentacion en Cali 2008

Decatur Book Fest / 2008

Boletines de prensa

Videos

PayPal

Ponencias y conferencias

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Lecciones de Periodismo

REPENT, OR YOU WILL ENJOY THE PLEASURES


 

By Raul Benoit
 
Maybe I’ll be condemned to eternal flames for revealing your secrets. I’m sorry, Jesus, but the temptation is greater than the faith I have in you. I’m not referring to Our Lord Jesus Christ (I’m a non-practicing Catholic), but rather to Jesus “become man” who walks preaching the word of the apostle Paul with a verbosity approaching Satanism and threatening right and left to bring earthquakes, desolation and death to whoever does not believe in him. 

I have to tell you that I know who he is, because many do not know. His name is José Luis de Jesús Miranda; he is a man in his sixties; he dyes his hair to hide his age; he was born in Puerto Rico and he has dedicated almost his entire life to preaching the Christian word. He was a thief, addicted to heroin and cocaine; he has married a couple times, and in the last 20 years he has undergone a singular transformation: first he said he was an angel sent by God, then he said it was the spirit of the apostle Paul who entered his body; a few years ago he announced that it had been the very spirit of Jesus Christ resurrected who entered him and now he preaches that he is the Antichrist himself. My hair stands up just thinking about it.

He had a few followers of his mark the “dark” symbol 666 on their body.
But don’t be scared. This is part of a strategic advertising campaign to make his sect known. I’m sorry for the naive individuals who marked themselves and I wouldn’t like to see their faces the day they awake from their hallucination.

De Jesús Miranda offers succulent bait for fish hungry for new things in the mighty river of spiritual confusions.
According to his interpretation of the epistles of Saint Paul: hell does not exist, neither does sin, and one should live in opulence: “I should be rich, you should be rich, we should all be rich,” he told me. Smoke, drink and make love when you want and with whomever you want. Your church is teeming with pretty and even provocative women. How did this not occur to the Pope in these times of losing so many parishioners! What lack of imagination!

José Luis de Jesús Miranda is an intelligent man, without a doubt, and very smart.
He makes masterful use of the media and of journalists like me looking for new stories. We showcase characters like the “Antichrist” so that people can be entertained watching television.

When I interviewed him for the program where I work, I asked him simple things:
Why was he sweating so much and why did he look nervous? “Because I’m made of flesh and bone.” Good answer! Giving him the benefit of the doubt, the real Jesus, before being crucified, sweated and bled. Then I asked him another question: What wonders can he perform? What power does he have? He answered: “I transform ignorance into wisdom. I turn the most humble people into great theologians. I did not come to make signs. I came to educate and to console and to edify the church.” Finally, what intrigued me most was what was going to happen with the spirit he has inside his earthly body when, due to natural or unnatural causes, he dies. I say unnatural causes because I’m worried that some fanatic may be willing to kill him, if only to show that he is not Jesus on Earth. Are you going to die? “I cannot die; I’m going to be transformed.” That’s what he told me before he was transformed into the “Antichrist”.

You’ve got to hand it to this “Antichrist” that his strategy is excellent.
He has garnered the attention of Central American presidents, who take a break from their official duties to talk about him. He has captured certain sectors of the American press (me included) and has awoken the rage of Christians of all levels, including his own brother, Carlos de Jesús Miranda, Christian pastor of an Evangelical church in Hialeah, Florida, who helps him, without meaning to, to be even more famous.

That’s what is looking for, media effects, and thus to attract disciples who are perhaps lost in their faith.

Although, as I said at the beginning, his verbosity approaches Satanism, it is only with the intention of receiving attention.
I did not find any message in his sermons that could worry God or favor the devil. I attended several of his conferences in his church in Miami, and except for who he says he is, his preaching is similar to that of many Christian pastors. He does not promote evil, but rather prosperity and wellbeing. He is a man of flesh and bone with excessive ambitions. I was struck by the excessive tithe that his parishioners give, the boundless happiness bordering on comedy and the profound gaze, which prevents one from seeing his pupils clearly, but I’m sure that it’s only because of the captivation of believing that he really is accompanying God in his new coming to Earth.

His message does not contain anything dangerous. On the contrary, it is full of positive ideas concerning the value of humanity, but due to his saying that he is God being so far from reality, it causes more laughter than it has effect.
People would believe him more if he said he is His messenger. We would even stand that he claims to be an apostle, like he did at the beginning, but to say that he is “Jesus Christ become man” is truly comical.

P.S. If you read this opinion column, I have defeated the first threat by this “Jesus become man”.
He prophesized my end. According to him, his power allows him to end anyone’s professional career and bury him forever in the dark cave of silence. God free me from such punishment!, although in reality I would like to be exiled to a deserted beach and enjoy some of the pleasures he offers. Amen.
 

 


Miami, Florida, U.S.A. 

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