Trump vs. Pope Leo? I’ll take God. And even most atheists would agree with the first part. The battle against Trump becomes more universal.
Trump as Jesus? This is an even easier call. I’ll take The Christ not The Donald. But wait, Trump said, or at least pictured, I am He? While facing foes he did not fight with while in The Garden, not Madison Square, and not while entertaining lavishly at a gala at Mar-A-Lago. Trump could take a lesson. Or he could read The Good Book more. (But he does seem to know what a Sacred Heart is, or at least how to show it pictorially. More on that later.)
— Going off in other political directions, yet another metro-area police chief, son of sorts of another and another, has been called out for alleged bad deeds. So that’s 10 misconductly mired mischief meanderings per year, three to name it. That should flag yah.
Speaking of which, and other wordplay, we back up a bit and set Easter aside and assimilate instead a bailiff bailed ballroom blitz and also expensive golden arch by the lover of McDonalds, a straight on for you with an oil strait that he couldn’t get straight or well oiled with warfare/ceasefires, and a fixation on fixing the crux of collegiate cage and grid quagmire. Aren’t there better facsimiles to focus on? —
There is a Dire Straits song, Industrial Disease, which has a passage concerning the religious types who hand out mailers at airports: “Two men think they’re Jesus, One of them must be wrong. There’s a protest singer, he’s singing a protest song.” I will rewrite this: “Three men say they’re Jesus, This is all going wrong. There’s no protest singers, they’ve banned all protest songs.”
All this said, I don’t think Trump would fare very well on a cross. He is used to having butlers and such serve him Chardonnay and Champagne, not soldiers sticking over to him bitter vinegar. And even that was On High. No Big Mac and Big Fish, which is apparently why he looks like a blue whale, the best you might get is a spat of paste. No one, whether high priest or lieutenant, ever ripped open their garments over Trump’s actions. I do have the gall to say this. For a reason.
The lesson here is that Jesus continues to have influence, with/over atheists and Christians alike, so it is not a good idea — or politically expedient — to pretend you are He.
And back to the cross, Trump’s brittle ankles that kept him from even a desk job in war times would not hold up well if thick spikes were driven through them. (These weren’t just tiny needle-size penny nails, we tend to sanitize the crucifiction, in part by thinking His feet were placed on a mounting where He could maintain balance.) Trump is more like Satanizing it, as he is very arguably more like the Antichrist, (use the search function to find a past post analyzing this), and certainly not The Chosen One. Even in presidential elections, if every vote were weighed and counted and used. The crown of thorns and pulling off of hair and any beard would really mess with his coiffed rug. And he would be required to strip out of his blue suit with red tie, at least down to his undies, and the last person who wanted to see that was Stormy Daniels, but she quickly backed off. Melania only wants to view it every week or two and hey, only when he puts on fresh socks, pants and shirt. And even if you’ve wormy worn out from those on fire with more than bonfire, and other observations, you can still sort it out with lots of reading, but it’s tough and not everyone’s thing. Trump might use, if not receive, a whipping, from the hand of Stormy Daniels or one of the kinkier ones in her fraternity who do strong fetish. This might be his ticket. But I doubt it’s anywhere near the severity of a real S&M scourging, much less what Christ had to endure, much more painful, as with as all skin and some muscle ripped to shreds.
The AntiChrist, like Satan, is not necessarily pure evil but is painted in The Bible as being a liar and deceiver. Bingo! What more evidence do we need, as another higher up screamed about Jesus and his trial testimony. If someone actually spit in Trump’s face — his real jowls, not those on so many monument depictions.
I asked my mom for any comment or reaction that would be forthcoming, to this equation. Trump implies that he is Jesus, in AI art posted online. I once joked to my doctor, when asked if I have any delusions, that I’ve none, except that I’m God … So I have now, years later passed, been preempted. Damn the luck. The doctor laughed heartily. Mom managed a slight chuckle, and then yeah ha ha, a lot of a response from her.
Of those coming to Pope Leo’s defense, as he is simply putting out the call for peace, as is his job, and we need to face it, peace is political, a significant percent are atheists, three of the first seven commentators I saw, with one even saying the current pope is now one of his heroes — and long on that list has been Jesus Christ. Our various theologies are much more nuanced and overlapping than we think. And each man takes their own lane up the track.
It is a Catholic symbol that is almost unmistakable that is very telling. In Trump’s AI photo, inside his left hand, he clutches a shining orb that appears to actually be, on close inspection, a Sacred Heart, a Christian symbol indelibly aligned with Jesus Christ. The Sacred Heart, because of its very narrow set of meanings, and maybe only one, has a pigeonholing effect. The “orb” is actually more like a heart, although glowing white not red, with rays of light that could also be seen as spears and arrows piercing this Sacred Heart, which is what they do in Catholicism going back centuries. However, even many Catholics don’t really know what it is. So maybe Trump, the ultimate secular president, despite his occasional forays at bringing in God, when convenient, knows more about Christianity than we think. Or at least has an advisor or two who does.
Finally, Pope Leo would not be there without Trump? So who brought on Putin?