In the mail this morning:
So, driving home last night I heard some bits and pieces from the Inaugural on NPR. One bit was either the Benediction or the Invocation—-the one done by some woman who isn’t even an ordained minister of any kind. Two striking things: 1) as near as I could make out, it wasn’t a prayer but instead a sort of exhortation to high feeling, mostly composed of a pastiche of patriotic phrases, and 2) she quoted at one point the pledge of allegiance, but took out “under God.” I thought: wow, maybe Obama really is the Antichrist.
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