I was in a huge skyscraper and everybody in the building knew that a major earthquake was about to happen. We all congregated into an large audience chamber; there must have been 200 or 300 people there. Somehow, we all knew that only a small fraction of the people would be able to escape the earthquake and leave the building alive. The point of the meeting was to determine who gets to live and who must stay in the building and die.

The main speaker was making the decisions and people generally thought the decisions were good. I stood up and starting making a speech that death in any context was not good, and that you can't put a price on saving a few lives--especially if it means that everybody else must die. You cannot put a price on life, and instead of concentrating on being happy that some people were to live, we should mourn the people who weren't going to make it.

I told them that worshipping other people was almost as bad as death, and instead, I would lead them to safety. Either we would all survive or none of use would survive. They all followed me.