Such people sometimes become homophobes, sexists, racists, Islamophobes, or perish the thought, Republicans.
At long last an identifier has been found, a place, a group into which Les Deplorables fit, not only fit, but fit like a glove. According to one expert, in her own mind, fifty percent of adult Americans fit this group. I don’t think this expert, known as “Pant Suit Mama,” really grasps the great service she has performed for so many.
I know, while I am none of the despicable names the expert used, well maybe the last one, I do like the cozy sense of security I find in the basket. The world is lonely when you wander about wondering, “Will I ever fit in? Will I discover my special group?” “Will I ever discover what it’s like to feel accepted, instead of that shameful journey as one of “those” who never seem to find their niche.”
I called the print shop twenty-four hours after finding reassurance of my descriptive moniker as one of the irredeemable. My new bumper sticker should be delivered around the first of next week. I will be the first to admit it’s not a first class professionally designed bumper sticker, but it will get the message out that there is hope, love, acceptance and a form of social standing associated with the pungent, brief, but clear identity screaming forth from the sticker.
Here is my contribution to fifty percent of the Great American People:
“I AM IN THE BASKET!”
I know, I bolded the statement, because I am overwhelmed to at long last find a resting place of like-mindedness and camaraderie of fellow humans that spent most of life on the margins of society, but now have found a domicile of a warm, family like, place.
Couple this with the long known fact that as a believer I am, as Paul wrote in Ephesians 1:6,
“to the praise of the glory of His grace, by which He has made us accepted in the Beloved.”
Does this verse mean I am now in two baskets, one basket of the redeemed and the other aptly titled, The Basket of Les Deplorables?
Copyright © 2016 Larry (Les Deplorable) Lilly
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