So beware, for the time is coming, says the LORD, when this place will no longer be called Topheth or the valley of the son of Hinnom, but the Valley of Slaughter. For I will upset the battle plans of Judah and Jerusalem and let invading armies slaughter them. The enemy will leave the dead bodies as food for the vultures and wild animals. I will wipe Jerusalem from the face of the earth, making it a monument to their stupidity. All who pass by will be appalled and will gasp at the destruction they see there. I will see to it that your enemies lay siege to the city until all the food is gone. Then those trapped inside will have to eat their own sons and daughters and friends. They will be driven to utter despair.
1976 – Happy Bicentennial Birthday
Power is a fickle bedfellow, inexact as a Molotov cocktail.
Jimmy smiled all the way to The White House.
Max smiled all the way to Las Vegas.
One a peanut farmer. The other a peanut allergy.
One reached the height of power. The other reached the height of depravity.
Both shared a distaste for Teddy.
One for his privileged background and Chappaquiddick sins, the other for his lack of courage to reveal the truth behind his brothers assassinations.
Pontius Pilate washed his hands.
Et tu, Teddy?