That could have been me standing in the Praetorium where Pilate’s company of soldiers had gathered.  I could have been part of that rough crowd of hardened soldiers as they delighted in taking turns physically and mentally inflicting pain on Jesus.  I would have laughed along with them as they made fun of Jesus by placing some cast off cloak from a Roman Officer onto His shoulders.  I would have cackled with glee when one of the soldiers twisted a bunch of thorny vines  into a makeshift crown and pushed it roughly onto His head.   And we would all heckled and scoffed Jesus as we feigned our allegiance to this King of the Jews.    Yes, it could have easily been me as I was swept along in that crowd mentality of sadistic brutality.