God is dead, as the old philosophers used to say, but we never quite believed them until this photo surfaced. If a crucifix at the bottom of a lake doesn't say "we're not taking religion so seriously anymore", we don't know what does. Nailing the big man to a cross, and then drowning him? You must really want him out of the picture.
What's actually interesting about the cross is the backstory behind it. In 1956, a grieving family commissioned the 11-foot cross to be made with marble in Italy. Except on its way over to the States it got damaged, and the family rejected it. So what do you do with a rejected crucifix? Why, sink it to the bottom of Lake Michigan as a tourist attraction, of course. As a testament to the nobility of religion.