It Must Not Mean Anything

Avowed Nazis are turning out and turning up for Trump. Finally, a candidate who represents THEM. A political soul-mate for racists and authoritarians. A Mussolini for America. A Franco for the fatherland. But it must not mean anything. 

Not really mean anything. We're not Nazis. We could never be Nazis. Like in evangelical religion, behaviors don't matter. Salvation status matters. It's all that matters. And good works won't get you there. Only saying the magic words,

'I accept Jesus as my ....' 

Alakazam, you're saved! And saints persevere so it doesn't matter what the fuck you do after that. God forgives all. You're home free. Saved and shit. And home is heaven. 

You're impatient to get there. Because life is shit. In comparison with perfection. Creation is full of imperfection. God's creation. Which is a conundrum. So we won't go there. One tribal cult, one identity movement, is as good as another.

And they all support Trump. He's obviously saved and chosen and was destined because, well, just look at him. He's rich and he never did a decent thing in his life. So it has to be God. God put him there. Not the idolatry and heresy of good works. 

Welcome to the island of lost souls.