You didn’t care for my bumper sticker
Today while driving off Timber Ridge a gentleman flipped me off. Since I live in that neighborhood I stopped him and asked him why. He expressed that he didn’t care for my “Catholics Against Trump” bumper sticker. He called me a fake Catholic. He said a lot of really inappropriate things about me enjoying homosexual activities, using a lot of expletives to make his discomfort known (I’m happily married to a woman, for the record). He was wearing a shirt from The Chosen tv show. Because of course he was. He refused to tell me his name, though he told me he went to my parish. When I asked if we could talk this over with our priest he told me to F off. When I told him that the Holy Father Pope Leo had denounced the war in Iran as an unjust war he told me that Pope Leo was a fake pope and I was a fake Catholic for following him.
Sir who drives a Nissan Pathfinder with ZJ6 on your plate, I hope that you spend some real time thinking about your actions. What kind of man does that to a stranger who he disagrees with politically? What kind of man won’t give his name and stand by what he said? Your behavior is something I would be ashamed of if my own children did it. And you are a supposedly grown adult man. Think hard about the kind of man you are. And think about what God you worship. Because I think your god is a demonic ideologue who has nothing in common with the faith of the Scriptures and the Apostles.