"No more Trump. No more Trump!"

On August 21 of last year, I suggested that I wasn’t going to write any

more about Donald Trump; and I didn’t (much more) until mid-March of this year, when I advanced several “non-propositions,” still hoping that he would disappear, though acknowledging that “the limits of God’s grace are sometimes too painfully apparent.”   

Among the non-propositions:

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.

and

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

“An ego without a heart and an id without a soul” and according to the sign in front of a house on the other end of Main Street . . .

     Well, here is 2 Corinthians 7:13-14. The Lord is speaking to Solomon:

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When I shut up the heavens so that there is no rain, or command the locust to devour the land, or send pestilence among my people, if my people . . . humble themselves, and pray and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and heal their land.

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I would like to say that the Hebrew for “pestilence” is תרמף – trump. But it’s not; nor do I think that was what the sign-maker thought. (Note: it’s not ובמה either.) Indeed, probably the only thing he or she and I agree on is that we’re in a mess . . . and talking to each other isn’t going to get us out of it.

So no more talking – about Trump – for a while, it’s not that you can’t get your fix on any other street corner in town. No more talking about Trump except for an occasional mel ball drawing on our Facebook page. You can follow us there. Just hit the link over to the right somewhere. And in the meantime . . .

     God bless you. And God bless the United States of America.