Religion, according to Karl Marx, is the opiate of the masses (or to quote more accurately), the opium of the people. But in America, with the masses increasingly identifying as non-religious, or at least non-affiliated (Between 2007 and 2014, the percentage of Americans identifying as Christian dropped from 78 to 70 percent, while the percentage of self-identified unaffiliated rose from 16 to 23 percent, according to a 2015 Pew study.)
In these fractured times, we do as a people need some solace. Some bread and circuses at the very least. We need a goddamn opiate.
Thanks to a handful of gifted humans, we got our share this past weekend.
El Clasico might've been the most classic ever.
John Wall got pissed off about trailing by 25 in the first half.
Overtime playoff hockey always delivers, even when it kills my team.
At least the locals were on the right side of the bouncing puck.
And Kevin Chappell got his first even PGATOUR win.
I'm buzzed. At least for a minute.