“A man planted a vineyard  and rented it to vine-growers … At harvest time he sent a slave to the vine-growers, so that they would give him some of the produce … but (they) beat him and sent him away empty-handed … he (sent) another … and they beat him … and sent him away empty-handed … he … (sent) a third; … this one was also wounded and cast out … The owner said ‘… I shall send my son’ … They threw him out of the vineyard and killed him.

Lk 20: 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 15

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If there is any Gospel story that fits our present state of affairs it is this one. Yes, the vine-growers are modern liberalism and those who abide by it.


I give you a story.  I was in a store recently when two men came in.  They appeared to be mates.  One proceeded to chat with the store manager in a light exchange, indicating that they knew one another.

The light social chatter promptly to politics with one of the patrons demeaning Donald Trump as stupid and labeling anyone who supports him as equally stupid. The shopper professed great fear that Mr. Trump might be elected.

What followed was the standard modern liberal clap-trap, merciless unexamined and pridefully exclaimed as perfect truth … and then they left – so self-assured and certain.

… they beat him and sent him away empty-handed.


In short time the proprietor appeared and the conversation turned to me.

The merchant spoke of the need to tax the rich, of paying “fair” shares and such. I pointed out that half the population pays no taxes, that a sizeable tax base was lost by aborting 60 million unborn children and how our socialist candidate for the Democrat nomination and his wife, until recently owners of three homes, reportedly paid a meager 13.5 percent of their income in the only two returns they have offered for public review.

This dual cocktail of abortion and socialist-stinginess caused the merchant to proclaim that the conversation had lost its appeal – that it was upsetting, that it must cease and desist.

… they beat him and sent him away empty-handed.


The Left is always high-minded and too often intolerant.  Their views habitually unexamined, their minds seemingly unable to hold two countervailing views in tension.

With them, truth and civility are casualties – both too uncomfortable, rather a sprint to the Victorian “fainting couch” than thought examined, contrary positions bravely considered, ideas freely and fairly assessed.

Truth the initial casualty.  Civil discourse and community collateral damage soon intentionally bludgeoned, then prohibited.

They threw him out of the vineyard and killed him.


This is where we are today.  This is what defines this election.

Shall we sustain the governance of the wicker vine-growers, or welcome the owner’s son?