Women overwhelmingly vote in favor of the policies that cause this, then mock the victims if they are men, and cry a river if it’s a woman.
Why should I save you from the consequences of your own action? You’ve pulled the roof down on all of our heads. You worship the trash. You betray the upstanding. Call me whatever names you want. I will gladly stand idly by and watch you get what you deserve for destroying all that is good and decent. Now you’re left with this. There’s no such thing as too much horrible shit happening to you.
You deserve this. I have no pity for those who invite God’s wrath.
Woe unto those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness, who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter.
Woe unto those who are wise in their own eyes and clever in their own sight.
Woe unto those who are heroes at drinking wine and champions at mixing drinks,
who acquit the guilty for a bride, and deny justice to the innocent.
Therefore, as tongues of fire lick up straw and as dry grass sinks down in flames, so their roots will decay and their flowers blow away like dust; for they have rejected the LAW of the Lord Almighty and spurned the word of the Holy One of Israel.
Therefore the LORD’s anger burns again at His people; His hand is raised up and He strikes them down. The mountains shake and the dead bodies are like refuse in the streets. Yet for all this, His anger is not turned away, His hand is still upraised.
He lifts up a banner for the distant nations, He whistles to those at the ends of the Earth. Here they come, swiftly and speedily!
Not one of them grows tired or stumbles, not one slumbers or sleeps; not a belt is loosened at the waist, not a sandal strap is broken.
Their arrows are sharp, all their bows are strung; their horses’ hooves seem like Flint, their chariot wheels like a whirlwind.
Their roar us like that of a lion, they roar like young lions; they growl as they seize their prey and carry it off with no one to rescue.
In that day they will roar over it like the roaring of the sea. And if one looks at the land, there is only darkness and distress; even the sun will be darkened by the clouds.