Charlton Heston is dead. And where there is death there is life. This will no doubt spawn a horde of obituary/pearly gate cartoons. Usually an obit cartoon has the deceased uttering their most famous line at St. Peter. Only with Heston there are three main lines they can play on: "Let my people go," "Damn dirty apes" and something about prying his rifle from his cold, dead hands. I predict we'll see all three used.
Any editorial cartoonist that depicts Heston meeting Moses in heaven
should have their drawing hand chopped off.