When They fall, They Don’t Falwell

Jerry Falwell Jr.’s fall was inevitable. His con was long and large.

I’m working on a breakdown of the Vanity Fair piece, but I pondered the roots of these patterns. The roots go back several millennia. When men embody them, eventually their cons, and therefore their worlds, collapse.

Junior obviously didn’t learn from his father’s mistake, only how to get away with more.

I’ve learned from them, and vow to be their dichotomy.

My Creed:

Do not put me on a pedestal

For I am only human

I am fallible and will surely fall

Being exceptional is really only an illusion

Do not worship me

Learn from my mistakes and strengths

But don’t ever forget my humanity

Adoration can lead to extreme lengths

Because if you elevate me

Our fallibility will surely creep in

Which leads to justifying atrocities