In perusing the accolades for victims of airline tragedy, its easy to wonder why it inordinately claims only the best and brightest of our society: scholars, pacifists, humanitarians, mediators, scientists, animal lovers, volunteers, mentors, and cruciverbalists.
It’s with a sense of relief then that we can happily report that a recent crash served up unexpected justice by eradicating a significant number completely worthless cretins that no-one’s likely to miss—not even their own families—and who many more will achieve retroactive payback from by mentally savoring that final memory of their ass-end marching toward unseen demise, on infinite loop.
Among the deceased: a self-righteous pillock, some repugnant creep, a ditzy twat, several pitiful fools, that miserable old bastard even the preacher barely tolerated, a deplorable nincompoop everyone tried to avoid, the scheming bitch no-one trusted—for good reason, that bothersome imbecile, a half-dozen philandering troglodytes, and that stupid fucking daft prick that so many hoped and prayed and dreamed would come face to face with cataclysmic retribution not-a-moment-too-soon.
Yes, occasionally the universe re-balances, and for a time all is well.
Enjoy your day.