Purgatory: Oops - your Trump presidency discussion thread.

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  • Gramps49Gramps49 Shipmate
    If the Senate votes to bar him from ever taking office again, I doubt his Patriot Party will go anywhere.
  • Good bye Mr Trump
  • Furtive GanderFurtive Gander Shipmate
    edited January 20
    I can't do the typography but in Biden's campaign logo typeface: ByeDon
  • It's over.
  • Dear friends and Shipmates:

    It’s been a hell of a four years.

    As I post this, I wear the bandage from my first COVID vaccination. Joe Biden is being sworn in today in Washington D.C., after which he and many, many others will begin the task of picking up the pieces after the devastation of the past administration. Please God, a brighter light is dawning.

    And so it's time to close this thread. As you may remember, I had thought to write something comic—a parody of Christopher Marlowe's play of Dr. Faustus’ descent into hell, but in the style of Dr. Seuss. The attack on the Capitol put paid to that idea. So I will let Isaiah and Ezekiel speak for us, as they have done for all who suffer under such a leader as we have had. And here, at least, let him be nameless.

    Ezekiel 28:2-6, 16-19 and Isaiah 14:4-20

    “Because your heart is proud,
    and you have said, ‘I am a god,
    I sit in the seat of the gods,
    in the heart of the seas,’
    yet you are but a man, and no god,
    though you make your heart like the heart of a god—

    you have made wealth for yourself,
    and have gathered gold and silver
    into your treasuries;
    5 by your great wisdom in your trade
    you have increased your wealth,
    and your heart has become proud in your wealth—
    6 therefore thus says the Lord GOD:
    Because you make your heart
    like the heart of a god.

    16 In the abundance of your trade
    you were filled with violence in your midst, and you sinned;
    so I cast you as a profane thing from the mountain of God,
    and I destroyed you.

    I exposed you before kings,
    to feast their eyes on you.
    18 By the multitude of your iniquities,
    in the unrighteousness of your trade
    you profaned your sanctuaries;
    so I brought fire out from your midst;
    it consumed you,
    and I turned you to ashes on the earth
    in the sight of all who saw you.
    19 All who know you among the peoples
    are appalled at you;
    you have come to a dreadful end
    and shall be no more forever.”

    And Isaiah says,

    “How the oppressor has ceased,
    the insolent fury ceased!
    5 The LORD has broken the staff of the wicked,
    the scepter of rulers,
    6 that struck the peoples in wrath
    with unceasing blows,
    that ruled the nations in anger
    with unrelenting persecution.
    7 The whole earth is at rest and quiet;
    they break forth into singing.
    8 The cypresses rejoice at you,
    the cedars of Lebanon, saying,
    ‘Since you were laid low,
    no woodcutter comes up against us.’
    9 Sheol beneath is stirred up
    to meet you when you come;
    it rouses the shades to greet you,
    all who were leaders of the earth;
    it raises from their thrones
    all who were kings of the nations.
    10 All of them will answer
    and say to you:
    ‘You too have become as weak as we!
    You have become like us!’
    11 Your pomp is brought down to Sheol,
    the sound of your harps;
    maggots are laid as a bed beneath you,
    and worms are your covers.
    12 “How you are fallen from heaven,
    O Day Star, son of Dawn!
    How you are cut down to the ground,
    you who laid the nations low!
    13 You said in your heart,
    ‘I will ascend to heaven;
    above the stars of God
    I will set my throne on high;
    I will sit on the mount of assembly
    in the far reaches of the north;
    14 I will ascend above the heights of the clouds;
    I will make myself like the Most High.’
    15 But you are brought down to Sheol,
    to the far reaches of the pit.
    16 Those who see you will stare at you
    and ponder over you:
    ‘Is this the man who made the earth tremble,
    who shook kingdoms,
    17 who made the world like a desert
    and overthrew its cities,
    who did not let his prisoners go home?’
    18 All the kings of the nations lie in glory,
    each in his own tomb;
    19 but you are cast out, away from your grave,
    like a loathed branch,
    clothed with the slain, those pierced by the sword,
    who go down to the stones of the pit,
    like a dead body trampled underfoot.
    20 You will not be joined with them in burial,
    because you have destroyed your land,
    you have slain your people.

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