Easter is a terrible time for sloppy thinking. Even just starting with the claim that Easter is somehow about Jesus and not Ishtar and estrous and bunny rabbits and baby chicks and eggs is an irrational nonstarter.

Seems like a wise move. Debating the pro's and cons of a unicorn is every bit as productive. Enjoy the day.

I watched a little bit of El Rapto de las Sabinas (The Rape of the Sabines), an old 1950s-era technicolor B-movie, dubbed into Spanish and beamed out of a 50,000-watt station on a hill in TJ), about the founding of Rome by the wolf-suckled brothers Romulus and Remus, and how their gang stole wives from the surrounding Sabine villages in order to create a viable, procreating population. Of course it's a pile of bullshit constructed around a grain of truth (Rome WAS founded by somebody in the hills of the Italian peninsula, and it did become the biggest city around), Just like the Easter story is bullshit piled on a grain of truth (there is a hill in Palestine where criminals or enemies of Rome were executed by crucifixion). I turned it off before they actually got down to the abductions. Bullshit is one thing, but I wasn't high enough to sit through a sanitized, 1950s version of the bullshit.