As soon as Karger opens his mouth, any notion that he might be some smooth New Age charlatan is instantly dispelled. His accent is heavy, his speech plodding, his lack of charisma total. With Karger's oratorical skills, Jim Bakker and Jimmy Swaggart would have been forced to remain honest and monogamous. Karger, fussing with little multicolored transparencies on an overhead projector, sketches out for his audience an ingenious afterlife that any scientist could love. Where you end up moments after your dinner companions reveal that they never got around to learning the Heimlich maneuver will depend on the otherworldly equivalent of Newton's famous principles.
Every soul is surrounded by souls of the same weight and nature.
For some this is heaven, for some, hell. There is nervous tittering. With Karger's flat delivery, it is difficult to know whether he's joking. Around the auditorium people are left to consider whether it might be worth taking up the habit again just to avoid spending eternity with ex-smokers. Karger believes that the hell depicted in the Book of Revelation is not incompatible with what he describes.