Reply #27: Religion--the pits no matter how you slice it [View All]

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I used to believe in the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus and even the vengeful god who allows innocent children to starve and suffer abuse. But I don't believe in any of that stuff any more. This god of the bible can't possibly have a heart and be witness to the most horrific events that go on all over the world every single day. He is without a doubt unworthy of being even a friend. I am simply appalled that he's had the following he's had. I say to those out there who believe in this dogma, think things through logically and don't get caught up more on your supposed salvation than you do actual people who suffer needlessly. And don't bother with that hackneyed, sickening answer that it's not god's fault, it's man's. Balderdash. I refuse to be held responsible for a couple of people who ate the "forbidden" fruit. You try that one in real life. Tell your kids that if they do something you tell them not to do you'll banish them to the wilderness forever. Or take a child of yours and make him sacrifice his life to save all the people you know and don't know. They'd haul you off to the loony bin or worse if you acted the freakish sadist you would be. This god thingy is nothing but unadulterated psychopathic horror.

Religion is the pits fundamental or otherwise. I raised my kids with absolutely NO religion. Neither of them fears death; neither thinks about what happens after death other than "that's it." And I have yet to observe them being anything other than kind to others. And that's as it should be and can be without bringing in religion. I taught them one basic rule for living; namely the one and only Golden Rule. For my money, it's unbeatable. One can hardly go wrong when practicing it. But I did introduce the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus and that was fun while it lasted. But god? Never.

I, on the other hand, was expected to attend Sunday school and church--the crap I picked up along the way frightened me very much. Then I had a epiphany one day while I was at church and saw for the "first" time these grown up men bedecked in costumes. That's what they were--costumes. And then I observed the ritual for what it was--pure theatre. And I even let out a giggle it was all so very funny. And then I started digging further and further into the practice of religion--and then it became very embarrassing to admit that I believed in all this craziness. And then, I started thinking--really thinking--and putting the pieces together--and I soon realized it was nothing but a sham that only the simple minded and/or frightened and/or thoroughly propagandized and/or family/peer pressured individuals could continue believing.

I don't seek to persecute the religious; I merely keep my distance and hope that one day the world will be rid of superstition once and for all.