From death by crucifixion, to painted eggs

Odd thing, Easter.

So, story has it that this guy was once born, lived, performed a few cool miracles, and then his Dad told him he was gonna die. Sure, we're all gonna die, but this was just nasty. And cruel. And viscious.

Nailed to two wooden planks. In front of a crowd. That's just voyeurism gone too far. But anyway, nails, planks, and then a bit of a guilt trip.

"Do this to save mankind".

So that's how Easter came to be. This guy did in fact go through with it (depending on who you speak to) so now, we're all in debt to him. Say thank you!

And then over the years, commercialism took hold of this holiday by the neck. The guy on the cross wasn't a huge selling point for chocolate companies and card companies. They found it distasteful and quite depressing. So they created an animal. They always create an animal. They decided on something completely opposite to a crucified man.

A RABBIT! How cool. A soft, cuddly bunny. THE Easter bunny. But that's not enough. No. How about if we have this completely irrelevant animal dishing out eggs? Cool. That is SO cool.

So this year, I partook of this fun activity - painting boiled eggs. Now our eggs did NOT turn out as nice as the perfectly painted eggs above. Maybe because we only had three colors (green, red, blue). Kinda limiting, but sill fun.

A guy on a wooden cross. A rabbit. Eggs. And that's how we now know Easter.

Does anyone else squint their eyes in this confusion? Or is it just me?