63 long, dark nights for America: Returning to the question of God for a second again
Sixty-three long, dark nights to go.
Trump’s Daily Twitter Highlight: “Mainstream media never covered Hillary’s massive “hacking” or coughing attack, yet it is #1 trending. What’s up?”
Clinton’s Daily Twitter Highlight: “Trump says he “knows more about ISIS than the generals do.” Not only is that wrong, it’s disrespectful to our men and women in uniform'”
Daily election article of interest: Trump won’t talk about being a birther — or many other controversial comments
Thought before bed tonight is another look at Donald and his faith. In an interview last year with CBN News, an American-Christian production company founded by Pat “Hurricane Katrina is God’s punishment for America’s abortion policy” Robertson, the following conversation took place:
David Brody: “Who is God to you? What are some of your thoughts on this? Clearly, you’re a smart man, you’re a smart businessman, you’ve contemplated this before or have you contemplate this?”
Donald Trump: “Well I say God is the ultimate. You know you look at this? Here we are on the Pacific Ocean. How did I ever own this? I bought it fifteen years ago. I made one of the great deals they say ever. I have no more mortgage on it as I will certify and represent to you. And I was able to buy this and make a great deal. That’s what I want to do for the country. Make great deals. We have to, we have to bring it back, but God is the ultimate. I mean God created this (points to his golf course and nature surrounding it), and here’s the Pacific Ocean right behind us. So nobody, no thing, no there’s nothing like God.”
So there is God to Donald and I take it back my earlier thought that Donald couldn’t possibly believe in a being superior to himself. Instead God is the guy who can make great deals happen, creates golf courses that Donald can own, allows him to make “one of the great deals they say ever” and yet doesn’t even ask Donald for a percentage stake. Donald is no Gerald Manley Hopkins, we’re not talking about a man of deep, complicated faith here.
Just sixty-three dark nights of the soul to go, America!