Every small town in Wisconsin has:
1. A lutheran church
2. A funeral home
3. A chiropractor
It seems a prudent collection of institutions: life is hard, so you pray. Life is still hard, so you get your back rubbed. Then, you die.
Nothing is certain but death and back pain.
(Also in Wisconsin, I saw a large banner appended to the side of a barn that read: “Pray and vote to stop abortion.” I don’t like Wisconsin, despite the large number of cows who call it home.)