Jerry Falwell has died.
I will not mince words here, I wasn't his biggest fan. I didn't agree with much of his political ideology and did not see eye-to-eye with him in the theological realm, either. But with that said, I feel sorry for those that were closest to him and understand the grief they must now bear, with his loss.
I never wish death on anyone, no matter how I feel about their politics. I never see anyone's death as a cause for celebration. Even when Saddam was hung, I didn't feel a bit good about it, despite the fact that he was a horrible monster that slaughtered innocent blood, on a whim.
But as sure as I am about today being Tuesday, there will be those that celebrate it. Despicable, they are.
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My sentiments as well.
For some reason my memory of him will be a photo years ago where he was sitting on the top of the big slide at Jim Bakker's amusement park, dressed in full business suit, ready to careen down the hill.
I never saw that image, but heard about it.
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