Safe Haven

 Someone had the audacity to “gently” suggest that I had a “seething rage” as I wandered into—let’s call it a “progressive circle of self-congratulation.” Too bloody right, I was angry. First of all, every voter in America deserves at least the presumption of rationality. Every single one. I can remember thinking that John Kerry was the most timid follower, a guy more worried about seeming normal than speaking plainly, even to us conservatives at the time. News stories about him calling that paragon of virtue and the life of the common citizen, Bill Clinton, to talk to people. And with a haughty arrogance I was pretty sure that I would never see again. What a profoundly entitled idiot, in the classical sense. Even so, if you didn’t like the Bush administration, what are you going to do? They don’t have to invite him over for dinner or drinks; he was almost the president. I absolutely cannot think that I would dislike every Kerry voter in the same way. I would have personally been p...

 Well, I guess at least Minneapolis can say ICE stopped killing people long enough for their politicians to return to being utterly frivolous. A Councilman Chavez—fine, I think his name was Jason, leave me alone—wants us to apologize for our “bigoted” past in shutting down bathhouses in the early years of the AIDS crisis. OK, Camera 3. Pick 1: Either Reagan was insensitive for ignoring a disease that especially ravaged the homosexual community; or 2. We naively pretend that the whole disease and countless others—I’m sorry, “infection”—hit all of us equally. A digression, before I continue: I’m actually glad we were at least a little naive and sentimental about it, because it did kill a lot of people who were conventional but “sexually prolific.” Anyway, public health can’t afford to be politically correct, man. A doctor should be able to say, “I am not the Inquisition or the police, but this is risky behavior, and if you want to live longer, think about not doing it.” And listen, I...

 I’m still piqued; prepare yourself. I don’t go soft on Catholic and Christian teachings for pastoral or outreach reasons. I’m not qualified probably to “rank” the sexual sins for you, but with apologies to Mark Shea, whole buckets of Trump tweets (or whatever we’re gonna call them) don’t change our sexual ethics. And at the risk of being extremely piquant, you can’t pay me to use that patronizing phrase, “gay people.” I haven’t met anyone who said it routinely who wasn’t fully ready to sell Church teaching down the river. Either because they don’t see the intentional conflation of person and action, or, sadly, they are chasing influence as a “nice Christian” who wouldn’t risk offending the “marginalized” at any time. On the other hand, I can’t and don’t watch EWTN anymore; I am somewhat humorously afraid Raymond Arroyo will jump out and force me into the GOP again. And let’s cut the crap; beyond health care and food stamps, if America’s left-center party doesn’t scare you, you’re ...

 Let me stop you right there, friend. I don’t “identify as” Christian; I am one. Baptized in the Triune Name nearly 25 years ago. I choose not to deal with other foolishness related to the language of “identify as” at this time.  More to the point, I will not apologize for Donald Trump, Pete Hegseth, Paula White, or anyone else in the administration. You know why? I’m not them. Every human being baptized as a Christian is potentially an embarrassment to everyone else in the Body of Christ on the regular. The sheer arrogance of assuming that you should do this, because someone 1. Does something bad or that you disagree with; and 2. is holding political power, is truly breathtaking. I just need John Pavlovitz, Ben Cremer, and Joash Thomas, (and other notable people of the Christian Left) and acquaintances Rebecca Miller and Lindsay Wilkins, to understand that—even if I had voted for President Trump—I speak for myself, and only myself.  I have NEVER accosted an Obama voter, ...