i know it isn’t fair, but some time ago I came up with an all-purpose response to that question of questions that we are faced with so often that we’ve come to forget or overlook what we’re really being asked. You know the one. It’s usually raised when you’re in a group, and someone in some sort of petty authority—say a waiter or a tour guide or a stewardess—is presiding. Tis person is talking to you all, explaining something—the daily specials, how we’ll all meet back here at the bus in forty-?ve minutes, that you can’t use the bathroom while we’re taxiing—and at some point they ?nally stop. And then they ask it: “Does anyone have any questions?” Now, if I am part of this group and feeling especially put-upon by this person or otherwise disruptive, I will raise my hand. “Yes?” they will inevitably ask. And I will say it: “Um, why does evil exist?” And, wow, that really throws them for a loop. “Um…” Like I said, it isn’t fair. Fish in a barrel, really. But they asked, and I’m asking. “Uh, what do you mean?” Tey always say that, too.