Three couples on a vacation cruise were aboard a luxury yacht and became inundated by an unexpected tidal wave, sinking their vessel deep into the ocean and onto its floor where each met a watery grave.
They found themselves in the afterlife, standing before the Pearly Gates, looking to gain admittance.
“I can’t let you in,” St. Peter said to the first couple. “You loved money too much.” Turning to the man he added, “You desired it so wholeheartedly, you even married a woman named ‘Penny.'”
The holy one pulled a lever, and a trap door in the clouds opened, causing the pair to drop down and disappear to the fires of Hell below.
“I can’t let you two in either. Your greed for food was overwhelming.” Heaven’s gatekeeper pointed to the husband. “You loved it so much, your betrothed is named ‘Candy.'” St. Peter sent the couple down to an eternal vacation in Hades.
The last pair turned dreadfully to face one another, upon which time the husband said, “It doesn’t look good, Fanny. I might as well reach in and pull the lever myself.”
I started this week’s essay off with an old joke to lighten the mood. This is by no means meant as disrespect. Right before my starting this entry, word of another suspected terrorist attack in London made the news.
A van had run up onto the sidewalk at London Bridge, killing at least two persons. A knifing incident took place reportedly in the Borough Market area nearby, where shots were heard when police arrived to investigate; and a third unspecified attack in Vauxhall is alleged to have happened during the course of the other events.
All three locations are in close vicinity to one another. This harrowing news falls upon the heels of the melee in Manchester, just two weeks ago. My thoughts and prayers go out to those afflicted by these senseless acts.
The fear felt by Londoners has to be profound. A similar attack on the Westminster Bridge near Parliament took place a little over two months ago. I couldn’t imagine how I would feel had the same back-to-back atrocities occurred in Philadelphia, my living with constant paranoia, wondering when the next disaster will unfold.
The British are a hardy breed, having survived untold devastation and destruction in the past, continuing on with their day-to-day existence, not allowing these terroristic threats to keep them down.
Why can’t we all live in peace? Is it because human nature dictates that violence be part of the life’s scheme?
Hatred, greed and jealousy are motivating factors. Religion is a main driving force as well. What is meant for salvation has reared its ugly head instead toward annihilation in the name of whichever god is being worshiped.
Might as well add the remainder of the deadly sins to the mix: lust, gluttony, sloth, wrath, and pride, all of which are displayed by our politicians and leaders of today. We’re doomed if we don’t change our ways.
Thanks for your continued support. Sorry for being so negative lately. Happiness has been fleeting.