Thunderclap

There is a thunderclap in heaven when a good man turns to evil ways. -- Anon.

St. Peter

If the presidential election option this November is between Hellery Clinton and Donald Trump (and I am increasing doubtful that it will be Hellery), then it boils down to a rather unpalatable choice between the lesser of two evils. In a way one can compare this dilemma to St. Peter inspecting the voluminous life records of these two souls trying to get through the Pearly Gates ... ticking off all of their venial and cardinal sins.

The annals for Trump are replete with venial sins (mostly made because of his large ego and loud mouth)  and, one can easily surmise, a few cardinal sins. On the other hand, Hellery is much more stingy with her venial sins ... but makes up for them in spades on the cardinal side. In fact, this cardinal sin list comprises the majority of St. Peter's huge folio on this fallen woman. Need I list this plethora of her consequential stumbles here?

That is why, much as I, playing St. Peter, would like to deny both of these souls entry into heaven, but, being forced to choose one, will give the wave through to Trump in November.

European Heaven and Hell

I figure I have offended a goodly number of Americans with my previous blog post … suggesting that (too) many of us are susceptible to Obama’s B.S.  So, to be fair and balanced, it is now time to dis(respect) the Europeans.  This is a (hopefully) humorous story I heard well over twenty-five years ago ... so I trust it is new to many of you.  It is the European version of heaven and hell.

European Heaven

A German mechanic

An English policeman

A French chef

An Italian lover

and

A Swiss administrator

European Hell

A German policeman

An English chef

A French mechanic

An Italian administrator

and

A Swiss lover

Bada Bing …