A reader reminded me that I wrote this gem back in May.
Donald Trump is at the pinnacle of confidence in every category of Making America Great Again™, and expert in only one: Making Donald Trump Look Great*. We could have a great deal of confidence that he will take the controls of American governance and do only one thing: crash it.
As a cult leader, Trump will do more damage to America than any leader in our history. I think the best option at this point is to hope Americans come to our senses take enough electoral votes away from both candidates to prevent a majority of 270 by either, then the House of Representatives can step back from the precipice.
This race has so boggled my mind and driven me nearly to tears (and Peggy Noonan to actual tears). My kids invent games in the back seat of my car: rock, scissors, paper, Donald Trump. Trump loses to everything. I’m not making that up. No, I didn’t ask them what hand symbol they used for Trump (I’m afraid of the answer).
I don’t need to be reminded who Hillary Clinton is. Like the Sturgill Simpson song, don’t waste your mind trying to put her words together: It’s Clinton all the way down. She lies like fish swim. Reflexively, intuitively, totally immersed in lies and breathing them in through her lie gills. The only more accomplished liar in her family is her husband Bill, who can answer the door bent over an intern and use her back to sign for the package.
As a Christian, I write that rather vivid image because it’s true. You need only visit the Oval Office and look for the place they should affix a plaque “this is where the dress was sullied” to forever remind us how Clinton tainted the office.
Hillary Clinton would have everyone believe that everything she has ever done in public life is just a myth–like she holds the Bible to be a myth. These are all cautionary tales: I messed up when I used a private email server. It wasn’t because I wanted to hide anything or capitalize on my cabinet position for personal influence, wealth and power. No that’s just the moral of the parable.
She sees herself as Jesus in a pantsuit, but she’s really a different Biblical “J”–Jezebel.
We’ve got a presidential race between Stalin and Jezebel. This is what it’s come down to. Thinking about it raises up an irrepressible urge to drive to the nearest open liquor store and max out my credit card on inventory. Preferably a good Bourbon, but fortified wine will do and get me there faster.
So I don’t think about it too much. I remain clinical, like a pathologist looking for the pathogen that killed the patient. The patient is America, and I happen to live here, so it strikes a bit personal to plan the autopsy while the patient still breathes.
Fortunately–and without apology–I know the answer.
There is one who can bring life from the dead, and we know this because He did. Hundreds of witnesses saw Him. Many died for the testimony of this truth. We have a solid line of first-person witnesses from John the Revelator to Polycarp and Thomas who took the Gospel to India.
Apologist and author Ravi Zacharias related this story of Dr. Billy Graham:
Dr. Billy Graham told of an occasion when German Chancellor Konrad Adenauer was in conversation with him. Mr. Adenauer asked Dr. Graham, “Do you believe in the resurrection of Jesus Chris from the dead?” When Dr. Graham immediately answered that indeed he did, there was a long silence from the Chancellor, and then he said, “Outside of the resurrection of Jesus Christ, I know of no other hope for mankind.”
This is an extraordinary and yet most meaningful statement, made by one of the great statesmen of the twentieth century. It is highly significant because it spoke volumes, coming from a man who had to pick up the ruins after Hitler had left the world mangled.
In 1978, Harvard University invited Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, the Soviet dissident and Nobel Prize laureate, to speak at its commencement. He was booed by the student body.
Two hundred or even fifty years ago, it would have seemed quite impossible, in America, that an individual could be granted boundless freedom simply for the satisfaction of his instincts or whims. Subsequently, however, all such limitations were discarded everywhere in the West; a total liberation occurred from the moral heritage of Christian centuries with their great reserves of mercy and sacrifice. State systems were becoming increasingly and totally materialistic. The West ended up by truly enforcing human rights, sometimes even excessively, but man’s sense of responsibility to God and society grew dimmer and dimmer. In the past decades, the legalistically selfish aspect of Western approach and thinking has reached its final dimension and the world wound up in a harsh spiritual crisis and a political impasse. All the glorified technological achievements of Progress, including the conquest of outer space, do not redeem the Twentieth century’s moral poverty which no one could imagine even as late as in the Nineteenth Century.
Solzhenitsyn pushed this point further in his speech accepting the Templeton Freedom Award in 1983.
More than half a century ago, while I was still a child, I recall hearing a number of older people offer the following explanation for the great disasters that had befallen Russia: Men have forgotten God; that’s why all this has happened.
Since then I have spent well-nigh fifty years working on the history of our Revolution; in the process I have read hundreds of books, collected hundreds of personal testimonies, and have already contributed eight volumes of my own toward the effort of clearing away the rubble left by that upheaval. But if I were asked today to formulate as concisely as possible the main cause of the ruinous Revolution that swallowed up some sixty million of our people, I could not put it more accurately than to repeat: Men have forgotten God; that’s why all this has happened.
What is more, the events of the Russian Revolution can only be understood now, at the end of the century, against the background of what has since occurred in the rest of the world. What emerges here is a process of universal significance. And if I were called upon to identify briefly the principal trait of the entire twentieth century, here too, I would be unable to find anything more precise and pithy than to repeat once again: Men have forgotten God.
The best that politics and American democracy can produce in 2016 is Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton. The distillation of America’s wants, needs, hopes and dreams has produced Stalin vs. Jezebel. One of them will win the inhabit the White House for the next four years.
If there ever was proof writ large across the sky in the indelible ink of God’s heavens that men have forgotten God, look no further than your ballot on Tuesday.