If I had had doubts about the zombie Jesus sightings reported in the Bible when I was a teen, I don't remember. The question of whether he rose from the dead didn't really figure into my doubts about the validity of Christianity. If there was a God, Christianity might be valid. If there were no god, then it didn't matter what the Bible said, even if some supernatural-seeming resurrection did indeed happen.
But then Elvis died. Or maybe he didn't. I was a fan but not a rabid fan. I had other things on my mind, like boys I knew in person. But some fans just couldn't accept his ignoble death. How prosaic of a "king" to die from something as ordinary as a drug overdose.
It didn't take long for him to appear to people, or near people, or near people who knew people, who would then report that he was in fact alive. I don't recall if the media reported on the similarity between Elvis sightings and Zombie Jebus sightings, but I certainly noticed it. And I've never forgotten it. It completely threw the Easter story into doubt for me. If people could imagine they see Elvis in our modern, rational times (heh, my thinking at the time), then certainly superstitious ancient peoples could have made the same mistake.
So now, every Easter, I think of Elvis. A hunka hunka bloated drug-addicted zombie gobbling up the brains of the gullible. I wish he hadn't died, but he did.
And then Jesus, like David Koresh, did indeed die from the inevitable backlash against possibly psychotic hubris. Very sad in both cases.
So, for your Easter reading, I offer an article from one of my favorite organizations, the Committee for the Scientific Investigation of Claims of the Paranormal: