Postcards to say something: 022 – Go To Hell
Seriously, I don’t know what the younger generation of christians are being taught.
If you are looking for accommodation, I hear hell is quite nice this time of year, and has a lot of room set aside for you. – “Jesus FTW”, who endured the lengthy rigmarole of getting an AFA login, just to tell us that.
Does it make him happy? Is that a Jesus-like attitude? He’s only the most recent of a container-load of wallies with the same “message”, although the focus generally seems to be on the writer’s own glee at our impending damnation and torment.
Still, I’m glad, in a totally Pollyanna-like way. Why, you may ask…
The joy that these sick-puppy types get at the idea of me and Gee Suss reclining in a jacuzzi of molten lava, or whatever their twisty little minds can conjure up, is free.
It costs nothing from us fantasy victims (although I must confess I feel a bit squicky at the idea they may get excited enough to give themselves Special Rubs), and it hopefully sublimates those nasty urges, so they don’t need to go attacking church youth, pulling the wings off puppies, or whatever.
We should be charging for the therapy.