"an ego without a heart, an id without a soul"

On August 21 of last year, I promised I wouldn’t write any more about Donald Trump. 
     I have not been entirely faithful to my promise. As recently as three days ago I acknowledged his endorsement by former U.S. Ambassador to North Korea, Dennis Rodman  [Through dark glasses darkly]. And previously I had mentioned his position on closing down Episcopal Churches [Damned those huddled maasses yearning to be free], and I had supported m ball’s Christmas special, a an utterly vain campaign to market a Donald Trump finger puppet.

And now I write this, a non-series of non-propositions that I hope – but do not promise – will make an end to it: I won’t write about the Donald again, not because Trump will disappear - the limits of God’s grace are sometimes too painfully apparent - but because I will have nothing to add.

1. It is not Trump’s fault that he is a jackass; but it is his fault that he acts like one – and it is our fault when we permit him to.

B. Trump claims to be a Presbyterian – and a Christian. But no Presbyterian Church that I’m aware of has confirmed that he is a member. And what he means by Christian I have no idea. Eighty-three percent of Americans – that’s almost 265 million people – claim to be Christians. I do not know what they mean. What I do know: Donald Trump is not a follower of Jesus.

iii. Trump follows no one but himself, an ego without a heart and an id without a soul.

n - 1. He may not even be a jackass, then; but he may be George Wallace redivivus.

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