Tuesday, June 26, 2018

It's Not About Trump - It's About All Of Us

If you are not a regular reader of John Pavlovitz (pictured), then you are missing out on some great writing. He has a way with words (and rational and moral thinking) that I admire.

Here is his latest blog post:

Trump-supporting friend,
What we’ve got here is, failure to communicate…
  
This isn’t about Donald Trump.
It’s never been about him.
 
   
It’s about my grief at the ugliness you feel emboldened to post on social media now, the nastiness you seem newly capable of, the disgusting words you now so easily toss out around the dinner table.
It’s about my disbelief at your sudden tolerance for his infidelity, his cruelty, his intellectual ignorance, his disrespect for the rule of law—things you once claimed you could never abide.
It’s about my incredulity at your surprising resentment for marginalized people; for your inability to muster any compassion for those who are hurting or frightened or threatened.
  
It’s about my amazement at your capacity to make your faith so pliable, that you could amen a compulsive liar, a serial adulterer, a fear-mongering bully; a man in nearly every way antithetical to the Jesus you’ve always said was so dear to you.
It’s about my sickness seeing you excuse away his coddling of racists, his public attacks on the FBI, his impulsive firings of Cabinet members, his Tweet rants against individual citizens and American companies.
It’s about my grief seeing you respond to his near-hourly display of recklessness and overreach, with a shrug of your shoulders or a turning away from it all.
  
It’s about my sadness at seeing you make a million tiny concessions—and how easy it now is for you to sanction actions, that only two years ago you’d have told me fully disgusted you.
  
  
 
  
 
That’s not why I am so disgusted and so filled with sadness these days.
I don’t care about Donald Trump because I don’t know or live alongside or love or respect Donald Trump.
 
Our relationship and our family and our church and our neighborhood and our nation are going to be trying to clean up the messes long after this President is gone.
When this is all over, the divides and the fractures and the wounds between us are going to remain.
This is why I’m angry and bitter and frustrated; not because of Donald Trump—but because of me—and because of you.

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