My Favorite Imprecation

Thanks for another inciteful [sic] book post, pimp daddy O'Muse.

...let his prayer be counted as sin! May his days be few; may another take his office!
May his children be fatherless and his wife a widow! May his children wander about and beg, seeking food far from the ruins they inhabit!

That's about my favorite imprecation.

Like more modern Jewish curses of the nature of, may he have a mansion of a hundred rooms and be found dead in every one. That one cracks me up.

Like how some AoSHQ'er will rip into some politician or lefty celebrity with verbal vigor, and others will admiringly reply, "that's pure poetry."

A good imprecation is warming to the heart, as well as inspiring linguistic achievement. Even if it's just the "f that guy in particular" cat gif. Spirit-lifting.

And as to what Christians are taught about loving enemies and all that, records indicate that Mr Jesus himself had a few choice zingers. Hard to top his "whited sepulchers." C'mon, Lord, don't hold back; tell us how you really feel!