He wasn’t a health officer; he was a bylaw officer. Yet he demanded to know what the guests had for lunch. In the name of the law!What a hollow hollow soul killing man. His only concern is enforcing an arbitrary set of rules. A set of rules he can use to satisfy his own sick need to dominate over other people.
Armed with this devastating information, the officer charged Peter’s parents with running an illegal “commercial conference centre,” which carries a fine of up to $50,000. The officer, a burly, tattooed, six-foot-something man, told Peter’s mom to “be very careful.” She burst into tears.
I phoned that bylaw officer to ask him about the Jaworskis. I found a man on a mission, boasting to me that his next step would be to take down the street sign for the family’s small bed and breakfast.
He was particularly pleased that he could do that without issuing a summons, or even receiving a complaint. When he sensed my sympathy for the Jaworskis, he hung up on me.(link)
When he meets his maker he'll have his mountain of rules and his overblown ego - nothing else. His never ending need to push down others to feed his selfish pride will be stuck without an outlet. It'll be like an itch he can never satisfy. A horrible urge he can never stop.
I couldn't think of a worse hell.