Practice Violent Acts of Random

This morning on the way to work I had the delightful experience of getting stuck behind a gigantic tree-trimming truck. When I finally found a hole in the traffic to my left and pulled around the guy, I was struck by the message stenciled onto the side of the vehicle: "Jesus won't cut you down."

I understand that perhaps in the 1400's "won't chop you to bits" may indeed have played well as a selling point for proselytizers, but I suspect that most modernites want a little more from their lord and savior these days than a promise to abstain from dismemberment.