D.J. Grothe

An old Bible college pal recently challenged me to explain how life can have any meaning whatsoever if God does not exist. This is my answer. (And nope, I did not give her a link to an old YouTube video of me talking, but it’s the same answer essentially) youtu.be/dAKa4Cxxzq4?si…

CNN is running a segment on Christian nationalism, and how some in the administration may see the Iran conflict as a religious war to preserve its influence. “Trump could start WW3, destroy the economy, and some will rationalize that and continue to support him unquestionably.”

Hey! My colleagues at NPR made a voter registration guide. Enter your state and learn the deadlines to register in time to make your voice heard in this year’s primaries. apps.npr.org/voter-registra…

Trump makes it clear to News Nation he’s holding TSA/DHS funding to get his “SAVE” (Republicans) voter suppression bill passed — including some anti-trans stuff He then doubled down and posted about it TLDR: So thank Trump for the long airport lines

The Save America Act is an attempt to steal the midterms by devising a pretext to keep American citizens with a right to vote from casting ballots under the guise of stopping voter fraud. It goes *far beyond* mere voter ID and destroys federalism. Dems *should* stop it

Please don’t send this to @realdonaldtrump or his family members. It would be wrong to remind everyone he was a 5-time draft dodger and a coward.

Incredibly fascinating and well-written NYT obit of Robert Mueller here: nytimes.com/2026/03/21/us/…

Amazing stuff. Learning by doing. Q: "Why not build a LNG ship here?" A: "The cost of building an LNG ship in Asia is ~$260M. It costs about $1B here." Q: "So why can't shipbuilders just use American steel?" A: "When we put tariffs on imported steel, it drives the prices of steel up. What we know today is that American steel is about twice as much as steel in China." Q: "So what you are saying is when the price of steel goes up because of tariffs, then the American steel manufacturers hike the price of steel? 🤯"

@conradhackett Most Americans believe the soul enters the fetus at or near conception, in ghosts and gods, and that people can live after they die. Most Americans believe lots of self-destructive stuff that’s not in their best interests.

Most Americans would rather live in a big house in a car-based community than a small house in a walking-based community. pewresearch.org/short-reads/20…

The little details that the MAGA faithful have conveniently forgotten.

Barely over a year into Trump 2.0, America is dysfunctional on so many fronts all at once.

This is, entirely, a shameful exercise in service of an anti American lie. It's defining.

@JohnCleese I won’t be happy when Trump dies. I will be fearful about what comes next.

President Trump chooses to express his delight at Robert Mueller's death But I think he should be aware that when he dies, the glorious outburst of happiness and celebration will be heard on the outer moons of Jupiter

Robert Mueller died last night. He was 81 years old. He had a wife who loved him for sixty years. He had two daughters, one of whom he met for the first time in Hawaii, in 1969, on a few hours of military leave, before he got back on the plane and returned to Vietnam. He had grandchildren. He had a faith he practiced quietly, without performance. He had, in the way of men who have seen real things and survived them, a quality that is increasingly rare and increasingly mocked in the country he spent his life serving. He had integrity. And tonight the President of the United States said good! I have been sitting with that word for hours now. Good. One syllable. The thing you say when the coffee is hot or the traffic is moving. The thing a man who has never had to bury anyone, never had to sit in the specific silence of a room where someone is newly absent, reaches for when he wants the world to know he is satisfied. Good. The daughters are crying and the wife is alone in the house and good. I want to speak directly to the Americans reading this. Not the political Americans. Just the human ones. The ones who have lost a father. The ones who know what it is to be in that first hour, when you keep forgetting and then remembering again, when ordinary objects become unbearable, when the world outside the window seems obscene in its indifference. I want to ask you, simply, to hold that feeling for a moment, and then to understand that the man you elected looked at it and typed a single word. Good. This is not a country having a bad day. I need you to understand that. Countries have bad days. Elections go wrong. Leaders disappoint. Institutions bend. But there is a different thing, a rarer and more terrible thing, that happens when the moral center of a place simply gives way. Not dramatically. Not with a single catastrophic event. But quietly, in increments, until one evening a president celebrates the death of an old man whose family is still warm with grief, and enough people find it acceptable that it becomes the weather. Just the weather. That is what is happening. That is what has happened. The world knows. From Tokyo to Oslo, from London to Buenos Aires, people are not angry at America tonight. Anger would mean there was still something to fight for, some remaining faith to be betrayed. What I see, in the reactions from everywhere that is not here, is something older and sadder than anger. It is the look people get when they have waited a long time for someone they love to find their way back, and have finally understood that they are not coming. America is being grieved. Past tense, almost. The idea of it. The thing it represented to people who had nothing else to believe in, who came here with everything they owned in a single bag because they had heard, somehow, across an ocean, that this was the place where decency was written into the walls. That idea is not resting. It is not suspended. It is being buried, in real time, with 7,450 likes before dinner. And the church said nothing. Seventy million people have decided that this man, this specific man who has cheated everyone he has ever made a promise to, who has mocked the disabled and the dead and the grieving, who celebrated tonight while a family wept, is an instrument of God. The pastors who made that bargain did not just trade away their credibility. They traded away the thing that made them worth listening to in the first place. The cross they carry now is a costume. The faith they preach is a loyalty oath with scripture attached. When the history of American Christianity is written, this will be the chapter they skip at seminary. Now I want to talk about the men who stand next to him. Because this is the part that actually breaks my heart. JD Vance is not a bad man. I have to say that, because it is true, and because the truth matters even now, especially now. Marco Rubio is not a bad man. Lindsey Graham is not a bad man. They are idiots, but not bad, as in BAD! These are men with mothers who raised them and children who love them and friends who remember who they were before all of this. They are not monsters. Monsters are simple. Monsters do not cost you anything emotionally because there is nothing in them to mourn. These men are something more painful than monsters. They are men who knew better, and know better still, and will get up tomorrow and do it again. Every small compromise they made had a reason. Every moment they looked the other way had a justification that sounded, at the time, almost reasonable. And now they have arrived here, at a place where a president celebrates the death of an old man and they will find a way, on television, to say nothing that means anything, and they will go home to houses where children who carry their name are waiting, and they will say goodnight, and they will say nothing. Their oldest friends are watching. The ones who knew Rubio when he still believed in something. Who knew Graham when he said, out loud, on the record, that this exact man would destroy the Republican Party and deserve it. Who sat next to Vance and thought here is someone worth knowing. Those friends are not angry tonight. They moved through anger a long time ago. What they feel now is the quiet, irrecoverable sadness of watching someone disappear while still being present. Of watching a person they loved choose, again and again, to become less. That is what cowardice costs. Not the coward. The people who loved him. And in the comments tonight, the followers celebrate. People who ten years ago brought casseroles to grieving neighbours. Who stood in the rain at gravesides and meant the words they said. Who told their children that we do not speak ill of the dead because the dead were someone's beloved. Those people are tonight typing gleeful things about a man whose daughters are not yet done crying. And they feel clean doing it. Righteous. Because somewhere along the way the thing they were given in exchange for their decency was the feeling of belonging to something, and that feeling is very hard to give up even when you can no longer remember what you gave for it. When Trump is gone, they will still be here. Standing in the silence where the noise used to be. Without the permission the crowd gave them. Without the pastor who told them their cruelty was holy. They will be alone with what they said and what they cheered and what they chose to become, and there will be no one left to tell them it was righteous. That morning is coming. Robert Mueller flew across the Pacific on military leave to hold his newborn daughter for a few hours before returning to the war. He came home. He buried his dead with honour. He served presidents of both parties because he understood that the institution was larger than any one man. He told his grandchildren that a lie is the worst thing a person can do, that a reputation once lost cannot be recovered, and he lived that, every day, in the quiet and unglamorous way of people who actually believe what they say. He was the kind of American the world used to point to when it needed to believe the story was true. He died last night. His wife is alone in their house in Georgetown. His daughters are learning what the world is without him in it. And somewhere in the particular hush that falls over a family in the first hours of loss, the most powerful man and the biggest loser on earth sent a message to say he was glad. The world that loved what America was supposed to be is grieving tonight. Not for Robert Mueller only. For the country that produced him and then became this. For the distance between what was promised and what was delivered. For the suspicion, growing quieter and more certain with each passing month, that the America people believed in was always partly a story, and the story is over now, and there is nothing yet to replace it. That is all it needed to be. A man died. His family is broken open with grief. That is all it needed to be. Instead the President said good. And the country that once stood for something looked away 🇺🇸 Gandalv / @Microinteracti1

If you only watched Fox News over the weekend, you didn't hear about President Trump's widely condemned reaction to Robert Mueller’s death. Fox has mentioned Mueller's death at least 6 times on TV without ever quoting Trump's "I'm glad he's dead" post... cnn.com/2026/03/22/med…

While our wonderful president was out playing golf all day, the TSA is falling apart, just like our government! Airports a total disaster!

It’s actually a good thing that Americans are seeing high gas prices and long lines at airports. These are direct results of Republican policies More people need to feel the direct pain of Republican policies in their lives Politics is not some abstract concept. It is your grocery bill, your medical insurance costs, your ability to get childcare and hold companies accountable for fraud, and wealthy guys like me getting massive unnecessary tax cuts while you pay thousands more for a pointless war and tariffs

Or…Trump could just reopen TSA! Democrats have put legislation on the floor a half dozen times to reopen TSA and Republicans block it every time.

Oil prices are up. Measles is back. Farms are folding. Tariffs are raising grocery costs. Illinoisans have been sent to fight another Middle East war. Trump has been an unmitigated disaster for America.

“Donald Trump is the last person I’d want as President of the United States.” “I don’t consider him to be an ideal decision maker or manager of anything. Puffery and Vain glory are the qualities which I don’t like in him.” - Charlie Munger. 2011.

MAGA man dressed like ICE points gun—repeatedly at peaceful protesters. He walks backwards and trips—with his finger on the trigger aimed at crowd. Then carelessly puts it in pants pocket—not a holster. Police cars drive by but don't even stop—as witnesses yell, "Do your job!" "Go get the guy who pulled a gun out on people! Do your job Portland Police!" The incident occurred outside the Portland ICE facility in South Portland, Oregon. #DemsUnited