His speech was smoother than butter, but his heart was war; his words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.
When I read this Bible verse, I immediately thought of President Bush. Many Christians claimed that God had “chosen” him when 51% of the country voted Republican; it seems that lately Christianity has become equated with Republicanism. SUVs sporting “W” bumper stickers fill church parking lots.
Conservative Christians (see how easily they go together? Like peanut butter and jelly) protest against killing innocent fetuses or human vegetables, but fail to protest against killing innocent Iraqis. There seems to be this idea floating around that since God chose Bush, and Bush invaded Iraq, God meant for us to invade Iraq. Though it’s far too late now, I’d like to hear Bush admit: “OK, I was wrong, there weren’t any nukes there. We only went for the oil; our country’s desperate to burn fossil fuels because we refuse to take any serious steps to cut back on our selfish, globally destructive consumption of non-renewable, highly-polluting energy sources.”