There’s these two monks washing in the river when they notice a scorpion drowning.
One monk scooped it onto the bank and got stung.
He went back to washing and again the scorpion fell in.
The monk again saved the scorpion, and again got stung.
The other monk asked him, "Friend, why do you continue to save the scorpion when you know its nature is to sting?"
"Because," the monk replied, "to save it is my nature."
There are times around here (and they are getting more and more regular) when the line betwixt religious enthusiasm and religious bigotry gets blurred. I am actually surprised to see one so easy to determine.