We have a friend who is always telling her husband the obvious thing. A classic remark she made was on a Thanksgiving, when he was bringing the bird to the dining room table. "Don't drop the turkey, Henry" she is said to have said, like that wouldn't have occurred to him already.
I'm afraid that was the only thought going through my head when watching them move the body of Pope John Paul II to the Vatican. "Don't drop the turkey, Henry."
God may now smite me again.