Ironically, the power ran out a minute before the sermon ended. Here is the conclusion: "It turns out I'm an electrician too, generating warmth and energy and a safe home for billions of germs and bacteria and parasites. But I don't use this power to make them feel like prisoners in my intestines, and I certainly don't use this power to make them pay exorbitant fees for the right to absorb my precious electricity and half-digested hamburgers.
Many of us here are not blockbuster superstars or billionaires, and I can tell we're not electricians because nobody's charging to attack me or attacking to charge me. But that doesn't mean we don't have power. We do have power.