Below is the latest The Pain -- When Will It End?
By "People Like Us," I
mean me, my friends, and probably you, too--people who are basically decent
and harmless enough but haven't exactly gone out of their way to feed the
hungy or fight any other great evils. We don't deserve to go to Hell because
we didn't even have the balls to do anything genuinely evil in life, just
frittered away our lives eating potato chips, drinking beer, watching DVDs,
farting around. This is the celestial counterpart of the outermost circle
of hell, the shabby run-down outskirts of Paradise Far away, in the
distant background, the virtuous flock to the Holy City and sing the praises
of the Most High, while we pass the ol' bottle around.
A difficult choice would be whether to spend eternity in the Slums of Heaven
or the V.I.P. Lounge in Hell.