The laments of Babylon are in the end a euphemism for whining and anger.
But they echo the bitter, whining poetics we hear today in our own church circles: liberals and conservatives, equally unhappy, each blaming the other for somehow stealing away the other's church, for ruining something that was dear to them, and for putting them on an unhappy shore.
If I'm unhappy, it's when the shore is not like what was shown on the brochure before I paid for the trip.
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