Maybe your man Trump will win and Hillary the Evil Empress will lose. Maybe your woman Clinton will win and Donald the Perverted Pied Piper will lose. Whatever your view of the candidates and whatever the result of the Presidential election, the state of your heart matters far more. Read it all
We think we know that Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump will be the next President of the United States. We’re sure it won’t be Bernie Sanders or Ted Cruz. And we’re certain it won’t be Jill Stein or Gary Johnson (did I get their names right even?).
Maybe it won’t be any of those. Read it all
Before speaking to that question, I’ll tell you a bit more about this post by promising to answer three other questions as well:
- Who sounds most genuinely friendly to the Christian faith: Clinton, Cruz, Rubio, Sanders, or Trump?
- Who are the Christian candidates in the race?
- What should be my role in the process?
Yesterday I thought again of the bizarre nature of national Presidential politics in the United States. The towering gullibility of the collective American mind is demonstrably bizarre.
Consider the two-ring caucus presently launching the opening act of Let’s Elect a President 2016.
The hawk-eyed Iowans will gather tonight to chatter and vote their hearts or minds in an effort to select a party standard bearer in each major political party. What comes out of Iowa tonight is supposed to be Really Significant.
Look. I don’t want to be unkind or sarcastic, but I have to be blunt. Iowa is only one of fifty states. What’s with making the results tonight so significant? Weird. Read it all
Is this how coexistence and tolerance work? Read it all
So we now have Fortune magazine’s list of the world’s 50 greatest leaders. Let me give you the short story in the next paragraph.
Pope Francis at #1. Bill Clinton at #5. President Obama didn’t make the cut.
Fortune says the amazing-to-me exclusion wasn’t. Read it all
Most of you reading this don’t remember where you were when President JFK was assassinated.
Well, I can’t tell you where I was. 😯
Not exactly, anyway. But I can tell you this: Less than 12 hours later, I was in Mexico. Beyond that, I plead the Fifth. 🙄 Read it all
I eyeball 🙄 😯 😕 😐 the political scene without entangling myself in the political drama (or is it merely a play?).