Debasing Redemption (Last Christmas In Trump Land, Part Three.)

 And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be taxed. (And this taxing was first made when Cyrenius was governor of Syria.) And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city.
And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David) To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child.
And so it was, that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered.
And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.
And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.
And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,
Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. ~Luke 2:1-14

It's Christmas Eve.

Naturally, yesterday Trump pardoned some more people, including Charles Kushner. Old Charlie hired a prostitute to seduce his brother in law, filmed it, and then sent the tape to his sister in an effort to prevent her from testifying against him.

Merry Christmas, Chuck I guess. He also pardoned debased traitorous pervert Paul Manafort and arch-Republican bullshit artist rat-fucker extraordinaire Roger Stone

Now, a question for you conservatives in the back; How in the hell is any of this appropriate?

It's Christmas Eve, for fuck's sake and the Tijuana Donkey Show Presidency is in its full glory braying and sweating on stage as the fat sweaty man who's enthusiastically grunting and thrusting and humping the jackass endeavors to finish before the cops show up.

It's CHRISTMAS EVE, For fuck's sake! Can't you fucking people give the rest of us one damned day of peace and quiet and not shitting all over everything like you think you have some kind of a right to do so?

I mean, I fully realize that what's left of the Republican Party in general, and Trump Supporters in particular consider ideas like peace on Earth and good will toward men to be anathema to their shitty philosophy, but come on, don't you fuckers ever take the day off?

But more than that, there's something about this stuff that seems even more problematic, at least to me.

The Republicans, God's Own Party, to hear them tell it, are the ones acting like it's all bullshit, as if they, of all people, are the ones who know that God does not exist.

It shouldn't be any kind of news that this shit they're doing is wrong.

And they're doing this right now, in this season, because they think they have some kind of power to transcend morality, or the end justifies the means or something?

Or perhaps they think that God is Okay with how they conduct themselves?

Wrong. One only needs to read the Word to know this.

All the power they've amassed like the demented little Saber-toothed squirrel-critter from Ice Age stashing acorns...and it didn't matter worth a shit. In a democracy, it doesn't matter how much power you have. If people don't like you, they don't have to support you or vote for you.

One has to wonder where this hubris, this sense of entitlement, even comes from.

Unless these fucking people think they are God.

You know, 19 years ago tonight I was driving home from work, from a second-job that was my only job during school breaks, back to my Mom's house in the middle of the kind of snowstorm that makes it feel like you're driving inside of a ping-pong ball, and I had the radio on to keep awake.

I remember flipping stations because I was bored and I came up on this bit, I wanna say it was on some Christian station or other but the truth is I don't remember. 

The discussion was about that Biblical scholars and historians had determined that Jesus was actually born in September or October, not December. It occurred to me that perhaps we humans ought to try to act more like we try to at Christmas time all year, promoting charity, peace and goodwill, because if you're a Believer, do you really want to get caught acting like an asshole on the Lord's birthday? It was the tired insight of an exhausted line cook trying to keep his mind occupied and stay awake, sure.

But it stayed with me. 

Shouldn't we be doing better than this by now?

And why aren't we?

I don't have an answer, you think about it.

Merry Christmas.

Part Two.

I know how hard it is in these times to have faith. But maybe if you could have the faith to start with, maybe the times would change. You could change them. Think about it. Try. And try not to hurt each other. There's been enough of that. It really gets in the way. I'm a God of very few words and Jerry's already given you mine. However hopeless, helpless, mixed up and scary it all gets, it can work. If you find it hard to believe in me, maybe it would help you to know that I believe in you. ~God (As played by George Burns) from the 1977 film "Oh God."