Schadenfreude

„Freude! Freude!”, Beethoven's words before he brings on Schiller's,‘Ode to Joy’.  The Germans gave us the word, ‘Schadenfreude’; the glee in the suffering of another. Sometimes this is cruelty, or envy; other times it is karmic justice, «what goes around, comes around.» I remember hearing, and reading, old men saying i want to live long enough to see my enemies die; or wishing that their enemies suffer greatly

Paul in his Epistle to the Galatians wrote, «Be not deceived, God is not mocked.  For what things a man shall sow, those also shall he reap. For he that soweth in his flesh, of the flesh also shall reap corruption. But he that soweth in the spirit, of the spirit shall reap life everlasting.   And in doing good, let us not fail. For in due time we shall reap, not failing.»

The Roman historian, Cornelius Tacitus wrote, «This I hold to be the chief office of history, to rescue virtuous actions from the oblivion to which a want of records would consign them, and that men should feel a dread of being considered infamous in the opinions of posterity, from their depraved expressions and base actions.»

Here in America, for a long generation, we have had a coalition of evil men poison the nation. They have poisoned it by the worship and pursuit of mammon. They have poisoned the nation politically, and socially. They have poisoned the world physically, and the people in it. 

Yesterday, news came that lung cancer has Rush Limbaugh — Karma struck. He was the first radio mouthfoamer, and from that foamy spew more scum grew. That scum poisoned the nation, it was on top of the swamps. That poisoned Petri dish allowed Sarah Palin, Ted Cruz, Donald Trump to gain political prominence. The poison was part hate, but mostly lies, lies in all formations.

From his filthy lungs, fœtid wind hit the airwaves poisoning America. He attacked science, like cigarette lawyers did about smoking not causing lung cancer. He mocked the genocide American Indians endured, by equating the deaths caused by the tobacco they gave to society. He did this while sucking on phallic cigars. O, the poetic irony, the karma of lung cancer.

Limbaugh mocked and rejoiced over others' maladies, diseases, cancers, and deaths. The ugly buzzards have come home to roost, and feed over his bloated carcass. Now, there are many on the ‘left’ , and those with tender spiritual, and religious, and moral scruples that in this moment say, ‘nothing ill’. But remember, acknowledge what he said of others.

Cancer is horrible and painful. He should not rush off and die, but savor the exquisite pain as long as possible, including the use of every technical and medical procedure and device. Since he believes that medical care is not a right, but a purchase, let him choose to spend his money.