I just don't understand this world sometimes.

Any number of people in the city of Miami cannot pay down their credit card debt, and yet in less than a month now, the Super Bowl will be staged there, and those poor saps, instead of being there live, instead shall have to watch it on teevee with most of the rest of us.

America finds itself in a recession, and yet football stadiums are built that by themselves could cover Texas.

There is ten percent unemployment in this nation, the same one where lazy executives play golf and drink Old Granddad while making handshake deals to divide America even more among themselves.

I'll bet you that right now, driving down Fifth Avenue, some poor guy is freezing to death while somebody wheels past in a Maybach and turns up his nose.

God alone knows how many people are buried under the ruins of their homes in Haiti, while back in Tampa, people argue over which cruise liner has the most children's activities, someone on WNYC is giving home repair tips, etc.

I guess what I'm saying is this: I don't know why there is evil in this world--there shouldn't be. I don't know why bad things happen to good people--they needn't. If everyone lived in their bliss, followed their hearts and intuitions and nurtured their spirits...

It's like Resurrection. One character tells another, "If only we loved one another like we say we love God, there wouldn't be this much bother in the world."