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You Shall Not Murder

We're still struggling to get this right. This one gets broken all the time, in every place you can think of. It's actually not a wonder that King David committed murder to cover up his adultery, because illicit sex makes men unable to think clearly. How many people today are committing a worse crime to cover their shame?

You can drop balloons from the ceiling of a sports venue to celebrate the chance to become the leader of the free world. Imagine the fawning press. Imagine the euphoria, and rightly so. You might even win. I dare the Washington Post to ask that man about his meditations on "You shall not murder." I would like to see it.

Even the second-best newspaper in the land is apt to cloud the matter with an array of euphemisms. We let them, really. In a lot of ways, no one likes to be uncomfortable. I'd rather ask him if he thinks Villanova can beat Duke in basketball. The smoke from the evil incense offered at the wicked altar smells like springtime flowers.

People have this funny way of needing to be heroes. It's almost like we're made for something big, you know? But if a man is a coward and a failure, he has to pretend he isn't.

This culture isn't "sensitive," it's guilty. Several million camels have been swallowed, and there are still gnats around. We somehow think if we stay active, the truth will not find us. How is that working out?

I don't have the answer for you, necessarily. I won't tell anyone what to think when the familiar scenes play out, as they tend to do. I do know that reality has a way of intruding, forcing us to reflect on things we'd rather ignore.
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