A friend of mine called me yesterday with the news that Jerry Falwell had passed. "Angels are singing..." he said. Many belonging to populations persecuted by Jerry Falwell rejoice today at his passing, and have freely discussed their visions of what his afterlife should hold. I, as I've recently decided I don't believe in Hell (I don't really see the point of it--not of Hell, but of active belief in it. We can discuss that later.), don't really know where he is. But in my mind's eye, I see him sitting with whichever saint it is who has been assigned the title "Patron Saint of Intolerant Truth Distorters." And hopefully he's being given a good talking to before being sent off to new member orientation.