“Did you ever wonder why I’m such a cranky pudknocker? Why is that?”

Andy Rooney has turned from a person who makes a bunch of money offering his opinion of microwavable pizza and Velcro, into an irritated Atheistic gnome with a hemorrhoid flare-up. Andy can’t even testify at a trial without ticking off the judge by wondering aloud about God.

Rooney, taking the stand during a trial concerning a speakers bureau who allegedly stiffed clients, said “I don’t know about God” when the “so help you God” part came up as he was sworn in.

It’s tough to cast any blame on ol’ Andy for his crankiness in this area. Put yourself in Andy’s orthopedic shoes for a moment. When he was a kid, he was taught that God created man in his own image. Now, at 86, he gets up in the morning and looks in the mirror. Think about it: If you were Andy Rooney, could you believe in a God that looks like that?

Author: Doug Powers

Doug Powers is a writer, editor and commentator covering news of the day from a conservative viewpoint with an occasional shot of irreverence and a chaser of snark. Townhall Media writer/editor. MichelleMalkin.com alum. Bowling novice. Long-suffering Detroit Lions fan. Contact: WriteDoug@Live.com.