They say if you kill yourself God punishes you by flinging you right back into life. Instanter. Sounds awful, I guess. But I was thinking, if that’s the punishment I could put up with it if there was any negotiating room. I could stand coming back dumb as dirt after doing myself in with a service revolver when Hillary gets elected. I wouldn’t need a brain. Box of hammers? Fantastic. All I’d need would be the voice of John Vernon, Alexander Scourby, or, saints be praised, Leonard Graves.

Yeah. That would be heaven. However you want to define it.