It doesn’t matter if we are religious or secular, if we “believe” the stories or not, or if we identify with them in some way or not. Even if we reject them as Bronze-Age fables, they still have power. The stories and the deity they champion are more alive than we may think, and this deity is wreaking havoc.
Desperately, we need a vision for our nation. It cannot be a vision drafted by some rich white guys. It must be a collective and collaborative vision that arises from the dispossessed. We need a vision of how to share the land, of how to live with each other, and of how to keep our home, our one planet, Earth, in good repair for future generations.