Joe Lieberman has left the planet. Mindful of the aphorism that one should not speak ill of the dead, I shall write not a word about what some people might say ( like the person here) about a man who was so incensed about losing a primary just because he backed a senseless war that he took it into his head to undermine the party of which he had been a member, doing his best to siphon off votes to assure Republican victories, caring not a whit that he was assisting the rise of fascism, though he surely knew what he was doing. Nor will I say, as some radical leftist types might, that the world is a better place without him.
On an entirely different subject, totally unrelated to the preceding paragraph, I sometimes wish I could still believe in a heaven and hell, and a just god who assigns the departed to their rightful place for all eternity, since it often happens, as in the recent departure of Henry Kissinger, and another recent departure whose name I will not mention, that I think how much I would savor the opportunity of watching said individuals being consigned to the eternal torment they so richly deserve.
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