Mr. Hinderaker has written literally dozens of pages of excrement-laden nonsense, mostly (it would seem) to deflect, and distract from the crime spree his boy 45 is still underway bumbling his way through, in and around DC….
Here is but one (the most recent) such piece of drivel.
That is not remotely the least sensible one he’s put out , in the weeks I’ve been away from here — and I won’t link to more lunacy, than that. Why? Well…
You see, here, on the eve of a half-century passing, deprived by the cowardice of an assassin’s high-powered rifle (i.e., without the ongoing benefit of) the wisdom that would have been Dr. King, in his later years… I will assume (rightly, though I think) that he would tell me to “just forget” John….
He’d say we should concentrate on people of good will, who are ill-informed. [Unlike John who sanctimoniously takes NPR to task with an error-riddled lecture on Christian theology, yet reads Christ’s social gospel, and the beatitudes, entirely out of his order of worship, ministry and works — day in, and day out. For almost all of his adult life, now.]
So (I think) the Rev. ML King, Jr. would have said of Mr. Hinderaker: “let him go.”
Focus now, on his next generation — his nearly-grown children. They may still be taught some useful things. John is just too old, embittered and… decrepit, actually — to expect, or await — any real change in outlook.
And that is a promise I intend to keep (to myself) — as to his eldest, for certain — who has decided she will write some… political junk.
And junk… it is.
But this nearly two-decades long blog project will fall silent, from now until 2020 — in all likelihood.
Namaste, and thank you Dr. King…. for your sacrifice, for us all.
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