It’s horrible people like her that make me wish God was real. But it’s a catch-22. The fact that horrible people like her, Trump, Prince, and any of the dozens of other fuckers like them are able to do what they do tells me – and obviously them – that if He is real, He doesn’t give a shit what we do to each other.
I wouldn’t be surprised to discover after I die that the entire human experiment was a Rube Goldberg-esque machine designed to arrive at big screen TVs, popcorn, comfy couches, and Netflix. God is binge watching in a bathrobe.
