“I’m coming to Boston, I’m bringing hell with me.” —Tom Homan, “border czar” and former acting director of ICE
Hell is not a lake of fire, nor is it composed of the circles Dante envisioned, like an infant’s stacking toy.
It’s not “The Bad Place” of sitcom fame, though it’s easy to imagine some in the current administration taking notes on hot dog torture and butthole spiders.
It’s not the Hellmouth, nor is it one of the dark parallel universes in Buffy the Vampire Slayer, as much as some of us want to believe we’ve shifted into an alternate reality.
Hell is as foundational as smallpox blankets and pedophile priests, as petty as a MAGA-festooned pickup that “rolls coal” on a passing Prius.


