I was out most of the day. This is what I came home to:
WASHINGTON ― President Donald Trump signed an executive order Friday that bans Syrians from taking refuge in the United States, halts the U.S. refugee resettlement program for four months and temporarily blocks people from a handful of unnamed countries from entering the U.S. at all.
“I am establishing new vetting measures to keep radical Islamic terrorists out of the United States of America. We don’t want them here,” he said at a swearing-in ceremony at the Pentagon for Secretary of Defense James Mattis. “We don’t want to admit into our country the very threats we are fighting overseas.”
Trump approved the refugee ban amid the biggest refugee crisis in history and on Holocaust Remembrance Day, which honors the millions of people killed during World War II, many of whom tried to flee to the U.S. but were turned away.
A warning to all door-knocking Trump-supporting Christians who will, on some future day, try to tell me about the love of Jesus: you’d best avoid my house. Because I’ll tell you where to put your version of Jesus, and I will wish you a long, long, long, stay in the Hell you so much want to scare me with. The little boy in the picture above is a testament to how phony you are. He’s a testament to how riddled with hypocrisy is your Republican-oriented “faith.” His death, face down in that sand, demonstrates how vapid and bankrupt and immoral is the Christianity you peddle on television, in your churches, on social media, and, God help you, in your politics.
Oh. One final word. If you think you’re all that much better than the ISIS bastards who are directly responsible for the death of that little boy in the sand, think again. You’re not all that much better. You are made of the same cloth. The corrupt, extremist theology that led to his death is tethered to the corrupt, extremist theology you embrace, a theology that doesn’t give a shit about the death of other little boys, or girls, or women, or men, fleeing from religious fanatics.
The stink of that theology, temporal or eternal, is upon all of you. And on this water-dominated planet, there isn’t enough water to wash it away.