I have seen the Rapture—or, at least its annual Christmas Day
approximation, when everyone’s at home opening presents and it’s
just us Jews (and Hindus, Muslims, Buddhists, chronic
inebriates, and assorted sinners and apostates) out on the streets. If
the Rapture really comes, and all the world’s righteous Christians
are whisked away to heaven, this is probably what it will feel
like—peaceful, empty, and nobody left to defend intelligent
design. It’s really quite nice. (Free, all morning long.)
