I may be many things, but I try and avoid being a hypocrite; sometimes I even succeed. I rallied against Falwell in life, I am not going to leave off for a few days just because he died. Should I display insincere courtesy through my silence? Should I condescend with jam-dripping false sincerity to respecting him in death as I never did in life? Should I ignore his repeated attacks on homosexuals, women, teletubbies and science? His support of apartheid? His fucking eyesore of false education Liberty University? There is no class in staying silent in this.
Courtesy? Why would anyone who knew and cared about him be sad? According to their tortured doctrine he is seated by his god in his heaven. Of course those who knew him; his friends, his family, and anyone who followed his career likely knew exactly what a grasping fucking hypocrite he was. According to his own scripture - like the laden camel threading its humps through the eye of the needle, the chance of him getting into his own imaginary heaven is pretty much nil. This is a man who went to bed every night secure in the knowledge that he had gotten away with lying and theft, and woke every morning, refreshed and ready to set forth on the same path again.
Remember that Falwell is the same fucker who directly after the attack of 9/11, came out with his fatuous claim about the burden of cause being laid on abortionists, feminists, gays and lesbians. Well before the dust of the dead settled to the ground. His apologies were profuse. They were not sincere his only regret was that his message of fucking hate did not fall on a fertile field and grow.
As to when I die? I shall be beyond such concerns. Dead. I will not know. All that is me save the relics I create, the memories I leave behind in others and the genetic detritus of my offspring will be gone. My body is already signed and donated for organ donation and scientific research and it is my wish, that given a few moments of preparation prior to my demise, I will be allowed to swallow several capsule prizes from vending machines so that when the anatomy class gets around to cutting up my cold, dead, flesh, they can announce that Hey! This one has prizes!
There may not be life after death, but there is the potential for serving mankind, and time permitting, amusement value. That Fidhoohki is compassion. That Fidhooki is courtesy, to assist in the pursuit and dissemination of human knowledge; and given that it is anatomy; it is also class.
So, to sum up,
Get stuffed.
Shayne
Courtesy? Why would anyone who knew and cared about him be sad? According to their tortured doctrine he is seated by his god in his heaven. Of course those who knew him; his friends, his family, and anyone who followed his career likely knew exactly what a grasping fucking hypocrite he was. According to his own scripture - like the laden camel threading its humps through the eye of the needle, the chance of him getting into his own imaginary heaven is pretty much nil. This is a man who went to bed every night secure in the knowledge that he had gotten away with lying and theft, and woke every morning, refreshed and ready to set forth on the same path again.
Remember that Falwell is the same fucker who directly after the attack of 9/11, came out with his fatuous claim about the burden of cause being laid on abortionists, feminists, gays and lesbians. Well before the dust of the dead settled to the ground. His apologies were profuse. They were not sincere his only regret was that his message of fucking hate did not fall on a fertile field and grow.
As to when I die? I shall be beyond such concerns. Dead. I will not know. All that is me save the relics I create, the memories I leave behind in others and the genetic detritus of my offspring will be gone. My body is already signed and donated for organ donation and scientific research and it is my wish, that given a few moments of preparation prior to my demise, I will be allowed to swallow several capsule prizes from vending machines so that when the anatomy class gets around to cutting up my cold, dead, flesh, they can announce that Hey! This one has prizes!
There may not be life after death, but there is the potential for serving mankind, and time permitting, amusement value. That Fidhoohki is compassion. That Fidhooki is courtesy, to assist in the pursuit and dissemination of human knowledge; and given that it is anatomy; it is also class.
So, to sum up,
Get stuffed.
Shayne