Rant: In The Name of [Diety] – Part One
Hi friends and neighbors, I’m here to piss you off today. Why? That’s what I do. How? The usual – point out ridiculous inconsistencies and inherent stupidity that might possibly infest your wetware and Upper Brain Housing Group. Before you start spray painting pentagrams on my lawn in flaming gasoline (which could only help the grass and add a great creepy mood that suits me well, thank you), I am not un-religious. I think I’ll add a close-up in Part Two that will outline my personal beliefs and why I think this way.
My problem isn’t really with God, or with the idea of religion or belief. My problem is with organized religion, and the notion that you have to all agree that there is one certain interpretation of some document so that you can sit around and hate other groups who dare to take differing views, often of the same worn-out paperwork. It all comes down to – in my opinion – a version of the stupid high school “our group is so much cooler than your group” mentality. I have no time or patience for that fuckery, because these groups spawn like ferrets, each successive one claiming to be “more true to [insert diety’s name] here and his [book, teachings, purple kool aid murder].” I’d start my own fundamentalist cult in order to shove the poor Pentacostal kid into a locker and cut the line into Heaven, but I’m busy at the moment getting ready to go cap some Islamic Fundamentalist Jihadis… thanks.
I have been in many different churches, and have read more than I should about other religions. I say that because the more I dig into and understand, the more disgusted I get with the entire construct. I am personally offended by the notion that as a college-educated, responsible adult, I am risking damnation because I won’t sit in an uncomfortable seat for two hours on one particular day of the week so that I can have someone with equal or lesser education tell me what to think about the alleged word of God, which by the way happens to have been written entirely by mere humans. And, in some cases (too many) communicated by someone who would rather be sodomizing the poor nerdy kid in the choir than providing meaningful interpretation of the purported word. In my world, this smells a lot like a method of control, and guess who’s got a serious problem with authority?
More injustice and inhumanity has been dealt to other humans in the name of God (or whatever name you choose) than for any other cause in history, and there’s enough blood out there for everyone to have some on their hands. I could cite historical examples, but suspect I’d lose most of you quickly to boredom in a very, very long blog post. In my eyes, the zealots who are willing to spit on the dead of our nation at their funerals because they see dead Soldiers as God’s retribution for certain sexual preferences are identically equal to the zealots who are willing to park a jet aircraft in a skyscraper or two because it is a “holy” thing to do and they want their 77 virgins. I did just say that: identically equal. The logic of each side’s beliefs shatters in my mind, probably because there is no logic.
This shit makes me wish for an afterlife so I can return and haunt some backward fuckers. As I said, I’ll follow this up with a very brief outline in rant format of what my own personal thoughts on ‘god’ and ‘religion’ are. If you want to comment, as always, feel perfectly free… but don’t be a douchebag and start bombing out my post.