SNAC Lodge presents

a

Purgatory/Limbo! Party!

From The Catholic Encyclopedia:

“Purgatory (Lat., "purgare", to make clean, to purify) in accordance with Catholic Teaching is a Place or Condition of temporal punishment for those who, departing this life in Grace, are, not entirely free from venial faults, or have not fully paid the satisfaction due to their transgressions.”

Limbo: “the permanent place or state of those unbaptized children and others who, dying without grievous personal Sin, are excluded from the Beatific vision on account of Original Sin alone (the "limbus infantium" or "puerorum").”

“. . . .A Novelty Dance that originated on the island of Trinidad, though Hawaii is often mistakenly associated with limbo. The dancer moves to a Carribean beat, then leans backward and dances under a horizontal Stick without Touching it.” (Wikip.)

Attire for Purgatory/Limbo

1. Metaphysical Distinctions: Technically this party is located Between Heaven and Hell

The following attire may be typical for a Heaven and Hell Party, but is not necessarily what's found in Purgatory/Limbo:

The body-painting of major liquor brand logos and fraternity lettering is considered optional.

2. Recommended attire--sinners of Venial Sins:

Child stars, ecclesiastical officials, and lower-tier civil-servants are notorious for their venial sins. You never know when one of them will dump some fan mail in the trash. Sometimes they even say the Lord's name euphemistically in vain, in a "gosh darn!" sort of way (thats Diosh hercule! on the Vulgate tongue). This alone will land them on one of the higher floors of Purgatory for a couple dozen centuries, just within spitting distance of the Earthly Paradise. And spitting won't help either! (Talk about the Un-Absolved!)

3. Reccommended Attire--The unbaptized:

Pictured here are Baby Lindberg, Socrates, and a prominent heathen in the service of good. The heathen is now retired from this world, and the three spend their pleasant afternoons warmed by the brimstone airs rising from the furnace room below. The Heathen delivers a lengthy disquisiton entitled the plus side of being deprived the beatific vision of the Lord of All Creation sitting on his throne, while Socrates quietly listens. Baby Lindberg isn't so sure. The tormented screams of the damned in the basement, though, are inaudible below the mellow bosanova beats.