It's interesting that toxic ideologies double as comedic deadzones. Just steeling myself for the coming avalanche of painful zombie Jesus jokes as Easter approaches.
When I was in Tijuana a man asked me to bless the mass of bullet wounds on his stomach.
A couple I married told me how they were forced to flee Honduras before their wedding.
A 6-year-old described how her family had to walk thousands of miles after her father was murdered.
The real plot hole in Lord of the Rings isn't "Why didn't the eagles fly the Ring to Mount Doom," it's "Why didn't Elrond headshot Isildur at Mount Doom in the first place?"
I had the misfortune of laying eyes on a picture of a pornographic Jesus tattoo today and I find myself aghast at how small and frivolous that person's life must be.