Personally I think it wise not to dance on the graves of your enemies until they are dead and buried. Otherwise you may end up looking a complete fool. Of course, this should not be a worry for David Ould who has proved himself foolish so many times already that a bit more pie in the face is hardly going to tarnish his reputation. Proof of this if needed can be found in his obituary for me at SFIF today, from which I give you this gem:
Am I going to sue for libel? Of course, not. I am satisfied by simply laughing in his face.
But look at this comment to Ould's post:
These people actually believe that God engineered the painful death of his own son. It's difficult enough getting your head around the concept of God allowing the inevitable murder of his child by human beings. But to go through life with the sick idea that God hammered the nails in at Christ's crucifixion must give you a real distorted view of what love is all about. And, of course, the proof, as they say, is in the pudding (or in the puddings).