It's never been left or right.
My opposition. It's up and down. Earth and sky. Watching People of the Book try to fold earth and sky into left and right. Where only winning matters. Not truth, or method, or fallout. Just we won, and you lost, and #MAGA. Post Meryl Speech, a page made rounds with "proof" that he wasn't mocking a man's disability after all. Evidence? Video of him mocking able-bodied people the same. I didn't watch. I have seen this mocking 16 months:
I don't care who you vote for, Christ ones. Left or right. I care that you don't (seem to) care. That you can't see this -- how did he put it? -- "American carnage". The shock and awe of relentless bullying rants. The colonialist core of "America First". Your ancestors left families, hopped boats, and lived confessional lives trying to erase our crusading past. Yet here we are, convinced again somehow that all those "one another" verses don't apply to those who are beneath us. Friends, we are all beneath. And if He somehow has seated us in the heavenlies with Him, it is not for looking down on a soul. It is perspective on our empty privilege, our perceived safety, and our temporal power -- the stuff we are to lay down as a red carpet. We are Followers of The Way. Followers. The last. Putting others first. We bless our enemies. We don't make them. Do we?
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