badness, life

Everyone play nice

I feel like this sometimes.

There’s some strange force field covering the concept of religion that does not extend to people, which is insane.  If we treated people as well as we are forced to treat religion, we would all be eligible for sainthood.  Talking plainly about religion as a theory is considered offensive by most religious people, which means a calm, logical conversation with religious people about religion is impossible.

Our court system is something I bring up whenever attempting to have a conversation like that.  I don’t understand how we can all agree to use a court system that relies upon scientifically substantiated evidence to determine guilt or innocence, while at the same time refusing to believe that science is a reliable resource for producing plausible theories for the origin of our universe, our planet, our humanity.  Everyone agrees that forensic evidence is admissible, while visions from god are not.  I can’t imagine the family of a murder victim choosing to allow the murderer to be judged by god instead of by a jury of his peers.

badness, life

Raptor Jesus would be disappointed

I’m having a crisis.


I love singing in a choir, being part of a group that creates beautiful, inspiring music.  So I joined the office choir that performs only at the office holiday party.  Notice it’s called the “holiday party” and not the “Christmas party” because it’s supposed to be non-denominational.  So I figured the holiday songs would be more about sleigh bells than Jesus and boy, I could not have been more wrong.  Every song we do it’s JESUS this and SAVIOR that.  What the hell?  I’ve gone to two of four practices, and I think I’m gonna have to bow out.  I sang in a choir for eleven years (age 10-21), in the children’s choir, then the girl’s choir, then the adult choir in the church associated with my elementary school.  Most of that time I was an atheist, but I loved the music because it was traditional, Latin, old-church perfection.  It was gorgeous!  And everyone loved doing their best, while this choir is sorta… casual.  Which isn’t a sin, but… *sigh*.  I miss it.  And I just can’t handle singing about Jesus if it’s gonna be this kitschy.  I object as an atheist, and as a human being with good taste.  I can’t go against my belief system that there is no god, and that We Need a Little Christmas is just awful.

Not looking forward to telling the co-workers about this one.  Most of them are Jewish, so that might make it a little less awkward.  Maybe.

badness, life

Evolution, please come back

Scully, the religious scientist, disapproves of your lack of brainpower/faith

Atheists are the least trusted group in America, seemingly because of our lack of any moral compass.  This hurts my feelings (and my brain’s feelings) because it implies that no one can come up with their own sense of right and wrong; morals must come from a third party because observation and critical, independent thinking aren’t enough to create one’s own moral structure.

I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that what bothers people most about Atheists isn’t that they think we have no morals, it’s that we don’t have a unified set of morals.  Each Atheist must create her own idea of what it means to be a “good person.”  Free thought is encouraged, even demanded, and as a result, we inherently have no guidebook for what it means to be an Atheist.

Picard and Riker, a powerhouse atheist facepalming duo!

If there are no rules, it must be chaos!  Atheists must therefore be anarchists!  But no, of course we’re not.  We love logic and science, and welcome theory change through careful study and blahblahblah.  We don’t need answers to the big questions (which we can’t possibly know for sure).

As a result, however, there’s this bizarre attitude of, “I don’t know (or need to know) everything, and that makes me better than you.”  It’s a conundrum: I’m not so special that the supposed creator of the universe listens to my every thought, and therefore I’m super special.  I have no ego, therefore I’m the best; deal with it.  LOL

I’m guilty of this for sure, and I’m fully aware of the absurdity of it, so… I am an anarchist!  Crap!

it's MASH or something! and they are so, so disappointed.

No no, there’s an explanation, and here it is: I love what my brain is capable of discovering on its own, and I pity people who don’t feel the same about their own incredible thinking power.  The thought process is, “Look how awesome my brain is!  Hey guys, you have brains too!  Wait, what?  You don’t want to use them? *sigh* Guys…WTF.”  It’s not that I feel superior, I just don’t see why logic fails to pervade religious thought when it’s applied so readily in every other aspect of our lives.  Why does anyone swear on a bible in a courtroom when the rest of the proceedings are based on secular law?

I’m not mad, I’m just… disappointed.