I recently discovered the piano and violin version of this, rather than the full orchestral version. It’s much more intimate and would be my choice for a more soothing experience. The orchestral version is so emotional for me, that sometimes I wouldn’t be able to describe it as soothing.
It was a lesson on free speech. I’m certain there were plenty of talking points and examples but it really isn’t the point of this story.
Muslims will remain as part of that topic for as long as they react the way they do about drawings of their imaginary friend, or anything else they try to impose onto everyone else.