"It will end badly," I said four years ago, and so it is ... the depths of his narcissism, his spite, his immorality, and cruelty, are running unchecked, and in the next thirty days, who knows what evil will yet emerge from his tormented soul.

Yet, 70 millions Americans voted for him ... which says a great deal about our nation, and our own spiritual deformation. Our own blood-soaked history, our love of violence, our racism, our growing inability to care for our neighbor.

I hope that the unvarnished Tr--- gives pause to some who voted for him, and to some of the GOP who stood by him as he destroyed one thing after another. Sadly, there are very few Republicans left - the GOP has, in fact, become the POT, the Party of Trump.

Yes, the man has a base in this nation, and that ought to frightened the daylights out of anyone who yet cares about the larger issues of justice, climate, equality, immigration, and healthcare.

As always, I write as Christian, lest anyone write me off as a silly liberal. YES, I'M A LIBERAL BECAUSE I'M A CHRISTIAN! The life of Christ, what he said, and did, and died for, shape my being. The witness of the Prophets, the Song of Mary, the Book of James, and Paul's ethics, are the bedrock of my thinking, my values, my politics.

To all who look to the Star for hope, who know full well that even now Herod is at work to destroy the work of God, may there be an abundance of grace, mercy, and peace.

We have our work cut out for us, so let us put our hand to the plow and not look back. Let us sing with heart and soul:

Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth, the everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.

Good Night!

I'm tired.
Of Drump.
Of the GOP.
Of the deceit and lies.


I feel for the people,
Who signed on with him.
The angry folks.
The bigots who thought they had a chance.


Yes, I feel sorry for them.
They've been fooled.
Bamboozled.
Trumped.


How it must hurt.
Betrayed again.
Betrayed by the American Dream.
Betrayed now by their Savior.


They're so angry.
So angry.
So angry.
So, so angry.


They need someone who can offer hope.
Who can address their needs.
For health care.
For jobs.


For hope.
Hope is the piece.
Hope is the power.
Hope can be an illusion.


But it can also be life.
With hope, things happen.
With hope, people stay the course.
With hope, folks can handle anything.


I'm tired.
I'm tired of Drump.
Of Pence.
Of the GOP.


Is Hillary perfect?
Is she the savior?
Is she the new Madonna?
The new Mary?


Get off of it.
Don't be silly.
She's a politician.
But she's my politician.


She's knows how it works.
She knows how to play the game.
She knows who the players are.
She knows how to tap the power.


Is that bad?
Does that disqualify her?
Has she made mistakes?
Who hasn't?


But she's got a heart for children.
For women.
For the elderly.
For the people.


She knows the world.
As few of us do.
She's been in the eye of the needle.
She knows how it threads.


Anyway, it's been a long, long, day.
The news is painful.
The American Saga sad.
But I'm hopeful.


Why not?
Hope is my life.
Hope is my blood.
Hope is my DNA.


Why not?
I can't help myself.
Hope is what I am
And I'm glad about that.


Good night.