If your plane is being hijacked by an armed man who, though prepared to take risks, presumably wants to go on living, there is room for bargaining.

I'm not one of those who wants to purge our society of our Christian history.

Presumably what happened to Jesus was what happens to all of us when we die. We decompose. Accounts of Jesus's resurrection and ascension are about as well-documented as Jack and the Beanstalk.

Hi baby. Baby, you have to listen to me very carefully. I'm on a plane that's been hijacked ... I'm trying to be calm.

Isn't it sad to go to your grave without ever wondering why you were born? Who, with such a thought, would not spring from bed, eager to resume discovering the world and rejoicing to be part of it?

How can you take seriously someone who likes to believe something because he finds it 'comforting'?