The Road

They say that what is right is wrong and what is wrong is right; that black is white and white is black; bitter is sweet and sweet is bitter.
Isaiah 5:20

Isaiah, in the 8th century BC, described 21st century politics. How did he do this?

He was a prophet, after all, but being able to predict what the world will look like more than 2,500 years later is a big deal. Even for a prophet. Unless, of course, some things never change. Like: turning the truth around, creating an alternative world, to suit you.

Needless to say, like most prophets, Isaiah died young and violently. He ended up, being sawn into half, most likely with a wooden saw, on the orders of his King.

Over the past 11 years, we have been told that death is life, that withdrawal of service is providing it, and that perverting justice was administrating it. I should not have been surprised last week to see what amounted to one of the world’s largest stages, to be handed over to a man who shouted out insults and lies in an uncontrolled rage.

The Prime Minister of Israel addressed the Congress in Washington. If you missed it, you can watch it on Youtube and read CNN’s Fact Check.

He quotes the Bible to back up his arguments. If you’re not into that kind of thing, you can skip the next paragraph which basically says that the Lord’s anger about his people who pervert justice will smash them.

Woe to those who are wise and shrewd in their own eyes! ²²Woe to those who are “heroes” when it comes to drinking and boast about the liquor they can hold. ²³They take bribes to pervert justice, letting the wicked go free and putting innocent men in jail. ²⁴Therefore God will deal with them and burn them. They will disappear like straw on fire. Their roots will rot and their flowers wither, for they have thrown away the laws of God and despised the word of the Holy One of Israel. ²⁵That is why the anger of the Lord is hot against his people; that is why he has reached out his hand to smash them. The hills will tremble, and the rotting bodies of his people will be thrown as refuse in the streets. But even so, his anger is not ended; his hand is heavy on them still.

If I was the Prime Minister, I’d watch my back.

We continue on our Road, to the Lighthouse, the Sea, and excellent food. Empty beaches. A couple pulling their dog to the sea in a little trolley. The old Shipyard. The hobby photographer with the biggest telephoto lens money can buy. Tönning, Garding, the Arche Noah, Westerhever. Currywurst, Krabben, Speigeleier, Bratkartoffeln, Aal, Labskaus.