Hell

"The Last Judgement" by Far Angelico

If you have trouble imagining hell, remember the refrigerated trucks with bodies. The sufferers often died alone in sealed off wards, without the solace of family or friends Donald Trump, the Antichrist played the role of Dostoevsky’s Grand Inquisitor as mobs cried “lock her up” and the medieval caravans of Proud Boys and Oath Keepers drunkenly careened towards January 6th. Finally, the inconceivable became conceivable. Weren't the constant iterations of "fake news" and "the election was rigged and stolen" another hell in and, of themselves? The rug was pulled out from under willy illy. No one has really created a pro forma to deal with the end of the world, though artists like Hieronymous Bosch and Brueghel tried to do it justice? 

read "MAGA and the Coronavirus" by Francis Levy, The East Hampton Star

and listen to "Slip Away" by Clarence Carter