We celebrate Palm Sunday with children and branches and a lot of noise. But shouldn’t it be the saddest of days? Good Friday, at least, is obvious. Palm Sunday is ironic, because the murderous crowd is patting him on the back on the way to the gallows. When did it become a celebration for the church? Why did it not convert from an excited and subversive Passover to a day of mourning for the subversion of Jesus in the early days of the Church?