There you go again, with the fey little protestations of insult. Go find a divan and swoon for a while, you’ll probably survive, perhaps a bit stiffnecked, maybe a little ringing in your ears. Be a man about it.
Better, but I am sure you can really rise to the occasion if you try. Let it all come out, I am one of those evil child murdering atheists, worthy of your best work, so lets see it : )