On the right, it’s a decidedly downward trend, a slightly more populated mix of eternal unfortunates being dragged, pushed, and hurled into the abyss. They soar triumphantly, flanking the figure of a Risen Christ. On the left, a swirl of saints and martyrs ascend Heavenward, their faces a mix of rapture and shock. In Michelangelo’s painting "The Last Judgment" there’s little doubt about who’s going where. For all the nudging and pushing and jockeying for position among the sweaty tourists who surround me on the floor of the Sistine Chapel this summer morning, it’s nothing compared with the cyclone of activity going on up there on the front wall.
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