Normally, I avoid political talk. This is a place for me to exercise my funny bone. But I’m going to take a break from that to go on a full-on, balls-out, expletive-heavy political rant. You’ve been warned.
This week Donald Trump spoke at the Values Voter Summit, which, by all accounts is a hate group disguised as a conservative, Christian group. The Trumpster spouted all this dreg about God and putting the Christ back in Christmas. Same week, the Orange Dotard gleefully signed a piece of paper with the intention of gutting health care for the poor and sick. How Christian.
“Christian” means “Christ Like.” Jesus Christ, by the way, was a good guy who was a champion for the poor and sick. Jesus Christ would be mortified by Trump. I think he would agree with the “fucking moron” moniker.
At this Summit, the POTASS (POTUS + Ass) said, “We don’t worship government, we worship God.” When he talks about religion, you can bet it’s not all religions. It sure as shit is not Judaism, Hinduism, Wicca, Zoroastrianism and it’s especially ain’t Islam. It’s Christianity, and not all Christianity. There’s no way that he’s pulling in those nasty Episcopalians, with their embrace of the LGBQT community, even ordaining gay ministers and bishops. Heathens.
POTASS embraces a very small, specific group. Speaking at the Values Voter Summit confirmed, for me, that he has no intention of reaching across the aisle. He is not my president. He has no interest in my POV or the issues that concern me. He’s only interested in his base, 30 percent of the country. And it’s not because he believes in them; it’s because they believe in him.
POTASS is like a girl who changes personality to match her boyfriends. If libs could get him ahead, you can bet that there be health care and gay marriage for all. He has no real convictions.
It’s not even political anymore. I don’t hate POTASS because I’m a bleeding heart liberal Democrat. I am as middle-of-the-road as you can get. I like John McCain, Lindsey Graham, and even Jeb Bush. I like Marco Rubio, and not just because he’s cute. I hate POTASS because he wants to annihilate the country.
His words divide us. He gets his power from inflicting chaos. He knows that he lacks the brains, skill, and compassion to lead the entire country, so he must split us apart. He’s greasing up his base while pissing off the opposition. His strategy is to annihilate so he can emerge as the savior. Thirty percent of us believe that he is. I must keep faith that the 70 percent of us who know he’s a fucking loon will prevail.
I understand why some folks voted for him. He said what people wanted to hear. He promised to fix all your ills. But, to me, he sounded like the quarterback who was running for student council president on the platform of eliminating the dress code and installing a candy machine. And there is no easy fix for all your ills.
And now let’s take it back to God. POTASS talks about worshipping God, but it’s not the Christian God. It’s the Old Testament God of pestilence, plague and revenge. How can he believe in a God of love and compassion when he lacks those traits?
And that ends my rant. The anger is not gone, but I don’t want to give POTASS any more of my time. I want to write about music and beautiful men and my sweet Raúl. I promise to be funny next time. I’m working on a ghost story that’s not at all scary and should give you a giggle. Stay tuned.
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