I’m not a believer and probably never will be. But if I were and were allowed to pick a place to hang out for eternity, I’d stick around the gates. That way I’d be able to see all the smug bastards, so sure of their entrance by a lifetime of supposed piety, get a boot to the head when all the hate in their tiny black hearts is brought to light. (Wait, is that hateful? Or just spiteful?)