"I know everything. I know everything. I know everything." (Trump)

I'm wondering.....Should I get a refund?

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I spent 14 years as a Roman Catholic, from nursery school to kindergarten to grammar school, to and through high school. By my Junior year in high school, I’d become an atheist.

Eight years later I accepted Islam, believing in God again. Been Muslim ever since. I’ve actually read the Bible—all the way through, too. Same with Qur’an.

I’ve been under the care of an opthalmologist lately—a few months. On Saturday, June 14th, 2025, I read that Trump said (three times), “I know everything.” He said that on Friday, June 13th, according to the New York Post. Others read it too.

My dad was a lifelong construction carpenter. He paid a lot of money to send me through the entire Catholic educational system, up to and through high school. I’ve been contemplating writing the Archdiocese of Chicago and demanding a refund—for my dad, although he’s deceased. But, you know, it’s the principle. That’s important.

My first formal exposure to God (aka, The Lord) was as a Catholic. When I was a shorty, even though my dad wasn’t particularly religious, every single night he made sure I’d said my prayers before going to sleep. He’d come to my room, and go, “Boy, have you said your payers?” I seldom forgot.

“Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray The Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray The Lord my soul to take.”

Good prayer….except….I’m a bit worried now. You know? And I’m also beginning to get pissed off. My dad spent a ton of dough for my early education. At Corpus Christi Grammar School, every single day, at 9:50 a.m., the nuns would end class, line us students up in the hallway, march us across a bridget that connected to Corpus Christi Church, and there, for thirty minutes, we’d “celebrate,” as Catholics put it, Holy Mass.

I loved it. Because, see, for eight years I had a chance to pray, every single day, to God…….I mean, Trump. Okay, look, I just gotta be straight-up honest!!!

I am ROYALLY pissed off!! 😡🤬My daddy risked his very life working construction in Chicago. You know, working on those tall buildings. He worked on many of the important buildings in Chicago: The Prudential Building, the Sears Tower, John Hancock Building, etc. And for WHAT???? To send me to Catholic school, so that I could get a good education!!

And now, I find out that I been praying to the wrong person all these years!!! I mean, DAMN!!!!!!! Despite 14 years of expensive Catholic School education, I had to read the New York Post to find out that Trump is God!!