Ooh I Love the Bunny!

King Nebuchadnezzar made an image of gold, whose height was sixty cubits and its breadth six cubits. He set it up on the plain of Dura, in the province of Babylon. Then King Nebuchadnezzar sent to assemble the satraps, the prefects, and the governors, the counselors, the treasurers, the justices, the magistrates, and all the officials of the provinces to come to the dedication of the image which King Nebuchadnezzar had set up. Then the satraps, the prefects, and the governors, the counselors, the treasurers, the justices, the magistrates, and all the officials of the provinces, were assembled for the dedication of the image that King Nebuchadnezzar had set up; and they stood before the image that Nebuchadnezzar had set up. And the herald proclaimed aloud, “You are commanded, O peoples, nations, and languages, that when you hear the sound of the horn, pipe, lyre, trigon, harp, bagpipe, and every kind of music, you are to fall down and worship the golden image that King Nebuchadnezzar has set up; and whoever does not fall down and worship shall immediately be cast into a burning fiery furnace.” Therefore, as soon as all the peoples heard the sound of the horn, pipe, lyre, trigon, harp, bagpipe, and every kind of music, all the peoples, nations, and languages fell down and worshiped the golden image which King Nebuchadnezzar had set up.

Therefore at that time certain Chaldeans came forward and maliciously accused the Jews. They said to King Nebuchadnezzar, “O king, live for ever! You, O king, have made a decree, that every man who hears the sound of the horn, pipe, lyre, trigon, harp, bagpipe, and every kind of music, shall fall down and worship the golden image; and whoever does not fall down and worship shall be cast into a burning fiery furnace. There are certain Jews whom you have appointed over the affairs of the province of Babylon: Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. These men, O king, pay no heed to you; they do not serve your gods or worship the golden image which you have set up.”

Then Nebuchadnezzar in furious rage commanded that Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego be brought. Then they brought these men before the king. Nebuchadnezzar said to them, “Is it true, O Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, that you do not serve my gods or worship the golden image which I have set up? Now if you are ready when you hear the sound of the horn, pipe, lyre, trigon, harp, bagpipe, and every kind of music, to fall down and worship the image which I have made, well and good; but if you do not worship, you shall immediately be cast into a burning fiery furnace; and who is the god that will deliver you out of my hands?”

Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego answered the king, “O Nebuchadnezzar, we have no need to answer you in this matter. If it be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace; and he will deliver us out of your hand, O king. But if not, be it known to you, O king, that we will not serve your gods or worship the golden image which you have set up.” (Daniel 3:1–18)

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“No, Mark. Trump does not think he is God. Your Trump Derangement Syndrome is showing.”

Then why, when he builds a Golden Idol of himself at his golf course, does he have, not the artist, not golfers, not friends or family, but pastors have a ceremony in celebration of it and him?

Take all the time you need.

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3 Responses

  1. Sickening. Yes, TDS: Trump Deification Syndrome. It’s revolting how these sycophants worship Trump. Are they really that stupid? Perhaps they are.

  2. Great. Now I’m gonna have, “Wheeeeeeere is my hairbrush?” in my head all day long.

  3. The original version of the Bunny Song was even more explicitly idolatrous and actually caused the creators some controversy (which I think makes it both funnier AND more fitting to our current situation). The first stanzas went:

    “The Bunny, the Bunny, whoa, I love the Bunny.
    I don’t love my mom or my dad, just the Bunny.
    The Bunny, the Bunny, yeah, I love the Bunny.
    I gave everything that I had for the Bunny.

    […]

    I don’t want no buddies to come out and play.
    I’ll sit on my sofa, eat bunnies all day.
    I won’t go to church and I won’t go to school!
    That stuff is for sissies, but bunnies are cool!”

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