From my Writing Room
Copyright © 2020 by Uwe Bahr
In California these days, just weeks before a seemingly ominous election, a canny pastor from the Freedoms Way Baptist Church had a seminal inspiration, obviously sent straight to him from high above through the clouds of holy smog. “Our church”, Jerry Cook addressed his sheep in a post via Facebook, “has a voting drop box in front of our complex. If you are voting early drop your ballot by.”
It did not take any of the church parishioners, but a lady with the sense to note that the drop box was a fraudulent falsification. And as by a miracle, the box disappeared literally over night after the lady had informed local authorities. Quite mysteriously, also vanished had the pastor’s message on Facebook.
A true blatherer by his trade, Jerry Cook did not feel any qualms at all about telling his parish in his very next sermon that the church did not have anything to do with the faked voting drop box. “We are not tampering with anything”, the man of God could not quickly emphasize enough the church’s alleged unbiased justification, obviously referring to the delicate machinations of politics.
The churches do not meddle in anything at all – right.
I have always marveled why many – way too many – Evangelicals of all people constitute Trump’s largest and most reliable base. Turning facts and truths upside down apparently goes hand in hand among a hopelessly lost specialty of like-minded advocates, inept to think for themselves and unreceptive toward truth – no matter what the botched liar from the White House jabbers in his pathological ignorance.
A quote comes to mind recently called to my attention by a dear family member:
“I don’t know how you feel, but I’m pretty sick of church people. You know what they ought to do with churches? Tax them. If holy people are so interested in politics, government, and public policy, let them pay the price of admission like everybody else.” Source: George Carlin
Am I glad that these words did not emanate from my pen – aren’t I?