I was thinking ‘bout my time in space/I was thinking ’bout the human race…

Zion is fled.

Almost too on the nose, I had to fly to a funeral over Easter weekend. Even more on the nose, I watched the 2024 film Conclave as my in-flight movie just three days before Pope Francis passed away Easter Monday.

The dead will rise!

A few reruns, in case your Good Friday and/or Ward Easter program is insufficiently brooding for your tastes.

Also a reminder to rewatch Ben-Hur for Holy Week.

Or, what an old General Conference gaff, a seminal Post-Punk album, and the failures of the Chinese Cultural Revolution, all share in common.

Were the Nephites illegal immigrants?

You do it to yourself, and that’s why it really hurts.

On the eternal ephemerality of The Cranberries, Flogging Molly, and Dropkick Murphys.