It is afternoon, after “school” in the homestead. Daddy is home from work taking his afternoon rest. Mom is spent from her various efforts today, sitting up on the other side of the bed, operating her laptop. The kitten Darth Snowflake is curled up at their feet. ClaraJane is in a one-on-one meet with a specialist online, telling her about the animals –kitten in particular– while walking around the house on her Chromebook. She walks past the open bedroom door while chatting on the meet.
DAD: Whew. I’m just glad we didn’t end up in her Zoom call just now!
MOM: Me too! Welcome to my reality all day every school day, never sure when I’m showing up in somebody’s class.
CJ: [Having spotted kitten, comes back to the door, looks inquisitvely.]
MOM & DAD: Aw gawd, no baby [waving her off]. Sorry, no. We don’t want to be in a Zoom meet right now.
CJ: Aww! OK fine. [Turns and walks away, talking to the teacher in the Chromebook.] My parents don’t want to be on camera. They’re in bed right now!
MOM & DAD: Oh no! Wait, baby! Come back! Come back. Turn it around. [Dad sits up.] Go on. Let’s see it.
CJ: [Turns Chromebook camera to face parents in bed.]
PARENTS: [Wave to teacher on the Chromebook screen.].
DAD: [Waving.]. Hiiii.
MOM: [Waving.] Here we are! Not what it sounds like. We’re just exhausted. How are you?
When your headphones stop working, and no one on the Zoom class can hear you, and you can’t make your VoiceCast work for your Slide Deck persuasive book summary, and your Chromebook is non-responsive and even your brother’s IT Support doesn’t help… who’s to say that beating up random stuff in the yard with a metal bat is not a Perfect Piece of Protocol.
“Dear White Evangelicals, I need to tell you something: People have had it with you.
They’re done. They want nothing to do with you any longer, and here’s why:
They see your hypocrisy, your inconsistency, your incredibly selective mercy, and your thinly veiled supremacy.
For eight years they watched you relentlessly demonize a black President; a man faithfully married for 26 years; a doting father and husband without a hint of moral scandal or the slightest whiff of infidelity. They watched you deny his personal faith convictions, argue his birthplace, and assail his character—all without cause or evidence. They saw you brandish Scriptures to malign him and use the laziest of racial stereotypes in criticizing him.
And through it all, White Evangelicals—you never once suggested that God placed him where he was, you never publicly offered prayers for him and his family, you never welcomed him to your Christian Universities, you never gave him the benefit of the doubt in any instance, you never spoke of offering him forgiveness or mercy, your evangelists never publicly thanked God for his leadership, your pastors never took to the pulpit to offer solidarity with him, you never made any effort to affirm his humanity or show the love of Jesus to him in any quantifiable measure.
You violently opposed him at every single turn—without offering a single ounce of the grace you claim as the heart of your faith tradition. You jettisoned Jesus as you dispensed damnation on him.
And yet you give carte blanche to a white Republican man so riddled with depravity, so littered with extramarital affairs, so unapologetically vile, with such a vast resume of moral filth—that the mind boggles.
And the change in you is unmistakable. It has been an astonishing conversion to behold: a being born again.
With him, you suddenly find religion. With him, you’re now willing to offer full absolution.
With him, all is forgiven without repentance or admission. With him you’re suddenly able to see some invisible, deeply buried heart. With him, sin has become unimportant, compassion no longer a requirement. With him, you see only Providence.
And White Evangelicals, all those people who have had it with you—they see it all clearly. They recognize the toxic source of your inconsistency. They see that pigmentation and party are your sole deities. They see that you aren’t interested in perpetuating the love of God or emulating the heart of Jesus. They see that you aren’t burdened to love the least, or to be agents of compassion, or to care for your Muslim, gay, African, female, or poor neighbors as yourself. They see that all you’re really interested in doing, is making a God in your own ivory image and demanding that the world bow down to it. They recognize this all about white, Republican Jesus—not dark-skinned Jesus of Nazareth.
And I know you don’t realize it, but you’re digging your own grave in these days; the grave of your very faith tradition. Your willingness to align yourself with cruelty is a costly marriage. Yes, you’ve gained a Supreme Court seat, a few months with the Presidency as a mouthpiece, and the cheap high of temporary power—but you’ve lost a whole lot more.
You’ve lost an audience with millions of wise, decent, good-hearted, faithful people with eyes to see this ugliness. You’ve lost any moral high ground or spiritual authority with a generation. You’ve lost any semblance of Christlikeness. You’ve lost the plot. And most of all you’ve lost your soul.
I know it’s likely you’ll dismiss these words. The fact that you’ve even made your bed with such malevolence, shows how far gone you are and how insulated you are from the reality in front of you. But I had to at least try to reach you. It’s what Jesus would do.”
Pastor John Pavlovitz
And to this I would add, my dear beloveds, you have lost the respect of your progeny. When you are dead, we won’t rejoice in the memory of the material consumables you plied us with. Even the memories of the experiences we’ve shared will be soiled with disappointment and repugnancy. We will shake our heads in bewilderment as to what could have happened to your otherwise good heart; inexplicable shame that it came to this; resolve to continue to fight for the good of the PLANET and ALL it’s non-fascist inhabitants; and RELIEF that at least you are no longer among us to cast your evil VOTE. Did I say “evil?” “Vile” maybe? How do you spell “vile?” AFAF.
This is a big deal because it’s the first time our condo community of 14 families has displayed a political message of any kind, not to mention that message is one big fat beautiful and dignified message to VOTE THAT IRANGE REVOLTING MENACE THE HELL OUT ‘THE WHITEHOUSE.
On this day I allowed my attention to drift from the Home School long enough to call into my favorite radio show to check in with hosts Margery Egan and Jim Braude to opine about both the “odiousness” of Mitch McConnell and the prospect of another economic stimulus package.
My segment begins at minute 35:00 (although the interface is a little tough to manipulate):
We are lucky to live in a society with First Amendment rights, Public Radio, and in an area with radio reception. All things we generally take for granted, like breathable air, but for which -thanks to the tDump “Administration”- we now need to fight!