Good And Bad Friday

Today is "good Friday". I always do a double take when hearing that term for this day. It is most odd to call a day that marks the anniversary of a crucifixion of Christ a "good" Friday. I understand the concept, that allegedly the crucifixion of Christ was "good for humans because he redeemed them by the act". Yet the term is over the edge.
To be good something should not have any negative connotation. The brutality of a crucifixion doesn't fit that definition. And Good Friday for Catholics is a day of mourning. Is that good? And if there is a "Good Friday" there must be a "Bad Friday". What day would that be? And would people celebrate Bad Friday or just behave badly on it (or perhaps for a novelty, behave well). I think religions play loose with language anyway. How about he most bizarre nickname for a book called the Bible.
I mean the nickname "The Good Book". Ha! "The Good book" has to be one of the greatest euphemisms ever coined by humans, for it is a book filled with a history of evil as well as good. Why, the obscene stories, cruelty, sanctioning of slavery and most other venial habits of people is almost a testimony to bad as to good. Maybe it is the "Half Good Book", for the other parts do proscribe the best in people as well as the other half displays the worst. But who would call a book the "Half Good Book".? It would never sell. Maybe that's why the church propagandized the term "Good Book". It might just have been one of the more clever marketing techniques of the ages.
Oh, back to the name "Good Friday". Did you know that originally in Greece the day was nicknamed "Grate Friday". Now that makes sense to me, as the events day was a great influence on the history of the world, yet it was surely not a "good day". I do not know when and who changed Great Friday to Good Friday but it was not a "great move" to do it. Maybe that person should be crucified for making the change.
It wasn't a "good" Friday or any day for that matter for Mary McCann of Union town , Pennsylvania. For poor Mary got into an argument with her live in boyfriend, Walter Fordyce and didn't live to tell about it. Walter threw a microwave at Mary, then fatally beat her after she refused to heat up sandwiches for him. After throwing Mary on the floor, Walter threw his microwave oven onto Mary's chest, then stomped on her repeatedly and banged her head to the floor until she lost consciousness.
Wow! Walter needs not only anger management control, but cooking lessons. But the odd part of that brutal murder is that Walter swears "It was an accident. I didn't do it on purpose." And not only that. after initially running to another neighbor's house for help and to call 911, Walter returned home had a beer and then leisurely strolled to another neighbor's house to call 911. Gee, I hope the prison Walter will inhabit after his murder conviction doesn't have any microwaves.