 And, you know, I'm the furthest thing from Jesus. I told you I know a guy named Jesus who sells stolen flat screen TVs in the Bronx. OK, but I can appreciate the shared humanity in all of this, which is why I would go tell you to check out The Chosen. And, you know, let's be honest, it would never hurt. Nowhere in the world is there a man who would be worse off for spending an extra 30 minutes with Ainsley Earhart. He knows what he's talking about.