At a rally yesterday, Donald Trump said he shouldn’t have left the White House in 2020. Despite having fairly lost the election, his mania is such that he couldn’t — and can’t — accept his loss. While that comment settled onto the ugly red hats of the gathered cultists, Trump then marveled at how the only way to shoot him would be to fire bullets through the gathered media — “That’s fine by me.”
The crowd, many self-avowed “religious” people and so-called Christians giggled at the thought of bullets shredding the journalists working to do their duty as representatives of the Fourth Estate — arguably the last bulwark between Trump-inspired fascism and hobbled democracy.
His spokesman, Steven Cheung, later claimed that the comments from Mr. Trump — who has recently increased his attacks against the news media, called for revoking the licenses of broadcast outfits and said that if The Washington Post disappeared it would be positive for the nation — had “nothing to do with the media being harmed” but rather “actually looking out for their welfare (Increasingly Dark and Dour Tones).”
Steven Cheung is telling us that the Washington Post and other news organizations reporting the truth about Trump’s fascist plans should be disbanded for “their own safety.” Cheung, too, needs to be investigated should Kamala Harris win this election. His blatant manipulation of these threats would have made Putin and Joseph Goebbels blush at how audacious they are. Imagine a spokesman for the Republican presidential candidate issuing such an open threat to journalists. It’s straight out of a bad movie.
Everything about Donald Trump and his rise from the swamp of immorality, child molestation, sexual harassment, rape, fraud, and so much more — including now treason — speaks to the exact opposite of what so many Christian evangelicals call a “man of God,” or, “chosen by Jesus to fight for our salvation.” If Donald Trump is a representative of God, then I welcome Satan into my life. Donald Trump is an evil magician whose power to blind formerly rational people has made him the epitome of the “wolf in sheep’s clothing.”
Jesus presents these enemies of his kingdom from three perspectives: (1) with respect to their religious office or function, they are false prophets; (2) with respect to their inner nature, they are ravenous wolves; and (3) with respect to their outward appearance, they wear sheep’s clothing.
The particular mark of the wolves (and lions, who are similar), is ruthless violence against others in the service of personal gain. They devour others to get what they want.
When Jesus warns us about prophets who are inwardly ravenous wolves, it is very unlikely that he is departing from this unvarying OT metaphorical meaning of “wolves,” especially given the extent to which the OT forms the backdrop to so much of the Sermon on the Mount.
Jesus is warning us about men who, though claiming to be the Lord’s prophets, are actually by nature (“inwardly”) violent and destructive (“wolves”), driven by their appetites (“ravenous”). As such, his warning is very much in continuity with the denunciations of Ezekiel and Zephaniah (Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing).
I am using a language that these people, the cultists, should understand. Precisely, though, because they are cultists, they won’t see what is clear to billions of people on this planet. Donald Trump is a bad human — he is a bad seed. He is a rotten apple. We don’t know much about his son Baron, but what we do know about his other three kids, we can confidently say that he has added little or no value to this world. Donald Trump’s long list of crimes (sins) undoes anything he might have ever done that was good.
Let’s be honest, though: do we really think that Donald Trump could ever do anything that helped his fellow man? Trump has never put the needs or comfort of anyone else, including his own children, before the satisfaction of his own needs. I know this because I know how my brother has lived most of his life. Well-off, he is a sadly cheap, selfish, bitter racist who is incapable of empathizing with anyone. He is my brother, and I love him, but he is a mini-Trump. The only thing that has softened his Trump-like nature is his miserably Trump-obsessed racist wife. When I hear them speak, living alone in their massive home, unbothered by the world’s more pressing problems, I imagine I am a fly on the wall at Trump’s house.
Donald Trump represents the “end times” about which they so love to speak. Maybe that is why so many support him. Imagine spending your whole life preparing for an event that doesn’t want to happen, and then someone like Trump appears and, in every speech, tells you that he is the chosen one. He tells them that without him, it will all come crashing down and dissolve into a ball of fire and toxic air. Suppose that is the scenario you have been preparing for since birth. In that case, the mere prospect of it finally becoming a reality would motivate you to look away from the shortcomings of the prophet.
If you know someone who is Trump-sick, extremely Foxified, and imagines themselves to be “good Christians,” share this article with them.
Let’s put it into terms they understand best: Donald Trump is the ant-Christ.
Frighteningly accurate description of current events.