A wicked man, blessed by unjust fortune, living a life of every worldly excess and possessing a sense of entitlement that even Earth’s highest throne cannot sate, finally has to face the fact that he will die, just like everyone else, unable to take any of his money or power or concubines with him. And so he retreats into a pathetically transparent fantasy of unearned favours continuing beyond death - all the while trying everything in the tyrant’s handbook to force his legacy upon history.
And you praise him as a genuine paragon of wise spiritual leadership.
Even the most bitter antitheist could not dream up a religion more cynically corrupt than the reality of American Christianity.