St. Peter walks into a bar and overhears Michael talking to the bartender.
Michael: The world just doesn't seem fair anymore, does it? I mean, lots of good people are unemployed or underemployed. People are watching helplessly as their homes lose value bit by bit. It costs a fortune to fill a gas tank. And all these natural disasters that are happening ....
Bartender: Oh I know, it's terrible isn't it? The future doesn't seem so fair either. I mean, we're all going to get stuck paying for all these deficits. I'm probably not going to get social security like my parents did. And don't even get me started about the NFL ... we might have to go all winter without seeing a game! How is that fair?
St. Peter: I'm sorry to interrupt gents, but I overheard you talking about fairness, and I don't think you know what unfair is. If I can paraphrase myself in the second reading today ... Jesus didn't do a single thing wrong. NOT ONE SINGLE THING! And He was beaten and killed. Brutally. For all the bad stuff you did. And will do. Does that seem fair to you? DOES IT?
Michael: Well ...
St Peter: How bad do YOUR things sound now?
Michael: Well .... I guess I'm a bit embarrassed.
St. Peter: Listen, it's ok. You're human. I just wanted to give you some perspective so you don't get so down. Whether those things are (air quotes) fair or unfair (air quotes) is irrelevant. The future is bright because Jesus accepted the most unfair sentence in the history of the world.
Bartender: (smiling) You're right. Thanks for that. Drinks are on the house. What can I get ya?
St. Peter: Nothing for me, thanks. I have to be going. (looking around and patting pockets) Anyone seen my keys?