Yes. I know it sounds like the set up for some really bad joke. But it's what ended up happening last week on the fiction writing site I spend time in.
I was chatting away with a few writers, and somehow the talk migrated to language, culture, and religion. It turned out that three of us were a Christian, a Muslim, and a Jew. And I had to laugh. There we were, all getting along, all taking in a respectful way about something we all loved: writing fiction.
In that moment, the things that brought us together were far more important than anything that divided us.