So…a secular attack on religion is what’s wrong with us. This from Donald Trump’s latest bagman/consigliere, William Barr. I’d love to be able to say with a straight face that God is not mocked, but I’m well aware that every time one of these pious hypocrites’ bosses gets caught with his hand in the cookie jar, we’re in for another torrent of God-mockery. It might be a Billy Graham wannabe calling the Almighty’s wrath down on us liberal perverts at a congressional prayer breakfast, or a cameo appearance on Fox News by a semi-professional Jesuit sophist like William Bennett, or maybe a diatribe on Twitter from some finger-wagging moral majoritarian of unknown provenance, one of the legion who once flogged their handicraft spiritual wares on Sunday morning local TV, but now all seem to work for Koch Industries or the National Rifle Association. The sad truth is, we’ve seen it all before, and we’ll doubtless see it all again. (I wonder, did Barr take off his American flag lapel pin for this speech in order to avoid being accused of secular idolatry, or did the White House dry cleaning service just forget to reattach it?)
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Hey Bill—I see we’ve both made it to the roaring 20s. God help us.
So we have. Congrats to us. By the look of things, though, we should probably expect the storm troopers to arrive before the flappers this time around. Don’t think we’ll get much help from God, either. If I were Him, I’d sublet the place to Beelzebub for the duration and go find myself a celestial bar somewhere. Wrestling human beings into a state of even semipermanent righteousness is just too big a job even for the Almighty One.
That’s not a casual observation, I’m sorry to say. (Forgive me for taking your old handle in vain.) It’s not that irony is dead, exactly, it’s that it’s too much work finding anyone not already in a bomb shelter who could appreciate it.
Great to hear from you anyway, of course. Hope you and yours are well enough and feisty enough to come smiling through the next ten years no matter what Beelzebub has in store for us.