I know that for some people it is literally impossible to get over their core belief: presidenting while Black is a mortal sin. But I have to admit that I haven’t lost all of my capacity to feel shock, outrage, loathing, whenever I hear something like this:
“In his role as President, I think we should pray for Barack Obama. But I think we need to be very specific about how we pray,” Perdue told the audience at the Faith and Freedom Coalition conference in Washington, D.C. “We should pray like Psalm 109:8 says, that says, ‘let his days be few.’”
8: May his days be few;
may another take his office.
9: May his children be fatherless,
his wife, a widow.
10: May his children wander and beg,
driven from their hovels.
11: May the usurer snare all he owns,
strangers plunder all he earns.
12: May no one treat him with mercy
or pity his fatherless children.
13: May his posterity be destroyed,
their name rooted out in the next generation.
What kind of person wishes on President Barack Obama death and the utter destruction of his family?
Senator Perdue, that’s who.
It’s not just him, of course. Perdue didn’t come up with this “joke” on his own. Via Wikipedia:
In January 2010, a Florida Sheriff’s officer was suspended from his force for circling the passage in a bible and scrawling “The Obama Prayer” beside it.
At last — I can honestly voice a Biblical prayer for our president! Look it up — it is word for word! Let us all bow our heads and pray. Brothers and Sisters, can I get an AMEN? AMEN!!!!!!
Assholes. Vicious weasels. The kind of people who claim the mantle of religion, and yet, as Charles Pierce says of Ralph Reed, are all “future timeshare owner[s] in Hell.”
Senator Perdue does get a gold star, though: he’s the most senior Republican elected official to offer up this knee-slapper. Remember him every time anyone tries to tell you that Trump is an aberration; that the Party of Lincoln™ would never truly condone his viciousness and vulgarity.
Trump’s only real diversion from GOP orthodoxy lies in his ill-mannered refusal to use the proper codes when spewing bile.
To echo Deuteronomy. I do not wish their deaths — not Perdue’s, not the rest of the GOP thugocracy who just can’t seem to get past their fear of this president.
No. This is what I want:
I want them to suffer through Barack Hussein Obama’s brilliant post-presidency — and the reality of his successor’s ability to govern, despite her obvious chromosomal deficiencies.
IOW: May they experience nether probing by oxidized agricultural implements. (Which I believe is the central message aimed at falsely religious poseurs in Psalm 151.) In aeternum.
Image: Hieronymous Bosch, The Garden of Earthly Delights — Hell (inner right wing), between 1480 and 1505.