Usually when someone dies all you hear are accolades about what a difference he made, or how good a man he was. Even if, during his life, many people had many different opinions, somehow death brings out a reverence that joins us all together in mourning. Unless he was a real douche bag who made offensive, ignorant and small minded statements about as often as he exhaled. Leave it to the Slate to line up an epitaph sampling crap that spilled from Jerry Falwell's trap.
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