I never try to wish anyone dead. I don't. I don't think it's good. I've wished people out of my face, I've wished people would get their comeuppance, I've wished people out of my way, but I've never wished anyone dead. Even with my former manager Evil Swine, as much as I was hurt by his amazingly unprofessional ending of our working relationship, I never wished him dead. So, you can imagine my mixed feelings when I caught the news of Rev. Jerry Falwell's passing earlier this week. He was such a hateful bigot, spreading such vitriol and ugliness in the world that, while obviously I feel for his family, I am glad that a voice of intolerance has been silenced, and I can enjoy the relative quiet. bstewart has come up with a very pointed and thorough essay on the matter.
If the Rev. Falwell has indeed moved on to another place, I hope the first words he hears are "Okay, THIS is what The Bible is about..."
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