Being late on my blog hopping this week (sue me) I just saw this post over at Dear Author, linking to the latest plagiarism scandal: a Christian author copied an essay by another Christian author. (And hey, it seems our most beloved SmartBitches found about it too.)
The funniest bit? The plagiarist added a bit about how vividly he remembered the incident that happened to the actual author of the essay. Incredible memory, indeed.
Or perhaps the most bitter of ironies is that the rabid fangrrrrllls and fanbweeees are not only defending the plagiarist, but claim that the actual author should feel flattered that such a celebrity had deigned stealing her work. (I can almost hear the steam coming out of Shiloh Walker‘s ears over such nerve.)
I’m having a cynic moment here–it’s Christians like this one and his fans who give such a bad name to other Christians.
As Ms Chand said over this bit of thievery and the subsequent lack of honest repentance:
“Has the man who writes best-selling books about his ‘Conversations With God’ also heard God’s commandments? ‘Thou shalt not steal. Thou shalt not lie, and thou shalt not covet another author’s property’?”
(Attentive readers may have noticed that I didn’t name the plagiarist–I don’t care to give him more exposure; follow the links if you are curious)