The CBS show “The Big Bang Theory” is one of the most popular shows on television today, and its producer, Chuck Lorre, is known for his strong dislike of President Donald Trump.
Lorre is well-known for inserting a special message for a brief moment at the end of the show that viewers at home can read if they pause their DVRs.
The message that was shown after the October 25 episode was a “prayer” to God asking Him to punish supporters of President Trump, who he called “a fascist, hate-filled, fear-mongering, demagogic, truth-shattering, autocratic golf cheater.”
Here is the message that was shown at the conclusion of the episode.
“God, (I call you that even though I suspect thou art well beyond names and words and might actually be some sort of ineffable quantum situation), I humbly beseech thee to make thy presence known on November 6th. Demonstrate your omnipotence through us as we make ink marks on little circles in curtained booths.
“Of course if you, in your divine wisdom, believe a fascist, hate-filled, fear-mongering, demagogic, truth-shattering, autocratic golf cheater is what we need right now, then, you know, thy will be done.
“But if thou art inclined to more freedom, more love, more compassion, and just more of the good stuff thou hath been promoting in our hearts or our parietal lobes – either one, doesn’t really matter – I submissively ask that thy encourage voter turnout in that general direction.
“Also God, please help Bob Mueller. Guide him and make him strong, brave, wise and true. And yes, I know there must be thousands of guys named Bob Mueller, so why not help them all, just to be on the safe side. Amen.
“Oh, almost forgot, remind those who collaborate with the darkness that thou art the light, and the light is not above whipping out a little Old Testament wrath. Amen again.”
This message was posted despite Lorre’s claim in 2014 that he would stop writing the post-episode messages.
“It’s time for me to stop writing these things,” Lorre wrote. “The brash young man who liked to jerk a bony knee into the corporate ball sack is no longer brash nor young. The smart aleck who once delighted in twisting the cultural nipple is not feeling so smart anymore, nor is he clear on what an aleck is.”
“And perhaps most telling, the smug word jockey who never missed an opportunity to tickle the establishment prostate sans Astroglide, now finds that metaphor offensive. Which means it’s time to hang it up.”
“It’s time to write the last vanity card. Which is what this is. So… Thank you. It’s been a great ride. I’ll miss our time together.”