Oh, for Chrissake, Alice — It’s Not a Fucking Hymn!

Middle‐aged lady: Okay, we’re here. Do you want to do this? [Friend shakes head.] Well, you said you wanted to. Come over here with me. This is what we were planning. [Friend doesn’t move.] Let’s do this now. [Begins to sing] Imagine there’s no heaven…

–Strawberry Fields, Central Park