Congress Left the Receipt in the Offering Plate

The trouble with public righteousness is that the receipt printer keeps humming after the speech ends. A politician can preach transparency with both hands raised, but if the paper trail wanders through ethics loopholes, payout language, foreign-money fog, and a ballroom with better lighting than the church basement, the sermon has developed a bookkeeping problem.

Brothers and sisters, ordinary workers are told to keep every stub, form, badge, and apology in triplicate. But when the powerful are asked about their own votes and side doors, suddenly everyone discovers sacred mist and procedural Latin. Peace be with them, but not so much peace that nobody reads the receipt beside the offering plate. If the hymn says holiness and the total says self-protection, the congregation is allowed to clear its throat.