I had a dream last night.

A group of people had gathered me, and a few hundred other people in a hall, and we were all sitting in front of a stage. Upon the stage were about ten people tied to posts with bags over their heads, and a few others standing around them.

One of the people on stage announced that they were going to be burning Catholics at the stake.

He informed us that the people tied to posts were all Catholics, and that there were a few others suspected in the audience. He began to read a list of names, and some burly people dragged those names one by one to their own post.

And then they began to light their captives on fire. One by one. A man announced that he was not a Catholic, but an Anglican. They burned him anyway.

And I sat there and watched.

Then all of a sudden, one of the kidnapped pulled himself free. From his pocket he drew a light machine gun, and with it he slaughtered the murderers.

Everybody cheered.

And then I woke up.