Posts Tagged ‘religion


I used to be a (insert right-wing political profile here), but then…

Many WordPress readers I’m sure have notice one blog posting that’s been on the “Hawt Posts” list for a few day now. It’s from the unreasonable faith  site. The author of that site claims he used to be an evangelical Christian, but has since seen the light–or the darkeness as it may be–and has become what I would call a mini-antichrist.  I’m loath to post a link to his Hawt article, the title of which states: How To Stump an Anti-Abortionist With One Question. The question:

If abortion was illegal, what should be done with the women who have illegal abortions?

I see absolutely no brilliance or significant insight in this question, but given the Nature of the WordPress audience, people are flocking to this posting like it was a pile of Barack Obama’s dirty underwear waiting to be sold on ebay.

My article is not about abortion. It is about people who lie about past political or religious affiliations in order to gain a moral legitimacy. I first noticed this phenomena while listening to Rush Limbaugh. People would call in, identifying themselves as former Republicans, or former conservatives. They would then proceed to plaster Limbaugh with a tirade of left-wing rhetoric as if they’d memorized the writings of Voltair and Rosseau. And in only a few months! Because it was only as recently as that horrible right-winger, GW Bush had invaded Iraq that these oh-so-introspective former “right-wing-nutjobs” had found their Damascus Road–or in most cases–its antithesis.

Limbaugh could pick these folks out immediately, and he always called them on it. An immediate giveaway was a male–if slightly effeminate–using overly verbose and academic language. Yup–what we have here is a spy for the intelligentsia.

Well, I pick up on these liars pretty quickly myself. They try to use people’s innate desire to get along and become one with the masses, in order to circumvent these people’s logic. “See, I was where you are, and I’ve changed my mind. I can see things from all perspectives because I’ve looked at all perspectives–and I found what was best. You should follow me.”

I remember having a debate about the Bush administration with one fellow. He told me that he used, to be a conservative but now, after Bush dashed all of his hopes by lying to get us to go to war, in order to smash all of the poor, brown-skin people living in Iraq, he had lost faith in the conservative agenda and was now a liberal. And an atheist. Hmmm. I was suspicious. Then I took a look at his book case. I found some writings by Gore Vidal. Gotcha. No person who was a conservative a few years after the Iraq war began goes from thinking we should kill Saddam Hussein to reading Gore Vidal. Also, this person had videos about how the New Testament was written by a bunch of hucksters. Wow, George Bush really did a number on this fellow, didn’t he? Dashed his belief in God. Bush would surely burn for that one…

It seems to me, that the normal events to occur after one loses faith in a political or religious belief, would be a kind of sullen, grey neutrality. One would begin to question everything and be unable to go on crusades against one’s former views. Most of these people would start to see that the world is a difficult place to decrypt, not that the world is the exact opposite of how one saw it before.

Always be careful when someone tells you that they used to be one thing, but then by a not-so-devine intervention, became the exact opposite. Many times these people are using a subtle psychological ploy to force others into seeing things their way.


Brilliant article on religion and the press.


God is dead. God remains dead.

God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it? ~ Nietzsche~ Thus Spake Zarathustra

In 1885, Nietzsche announced the death of God to a stunned world. Yes–We–killed God. And we mutilate His corpse even today. The media hacks at His body at every chance. Look! It’s another fallen pastor! This proves that there is no God, at least no Christian God.

And of course the Darwinists make it their reason for living, kicking the rotting meat that was God. It seems the only reason they want to study science at all; to silence that nasty little voice in their head that whispers: “Perhaps God…is.”

As unbelief becomes more prevalent, I expect our society to slowly come apart at the seems.


The Collision of Souls

The good ol days weren’t always good, and tomorrow aint as bad as it seems.~ Billy Joel


I wrote most of this while I was driving my car. Wrote it in my head.

A song from one of my favorite bands, Collective Soul, came on the radio. I thought to myself about the difficult times I was going through when that song first came out. Songs do that to me. I can usually remember what was going on in my life when they hit the airwaves.

Then I thought about the more recent difficult times. Then I thought about the difficult times before Collective Soul. Then I thought about the fact that there has never really been a time that wasn’t a difficult time.

I doubt that it’s much different for anyone else.

That’s what has been allotted man: A world of colliding bodies, souls, ethics. A struggle every day to find our Golden Mean. A war within our own minds that rages even when we’ve conquered our external foes.

And it’s eternal war. It began with the first man, whether he arose from the chaos of an antediluvian soup, or the Logos felt the urge for company in a dark and lonely cosmos.

This war, I suspect, will continue until the eve of man. There will be no peace, only a continual striving for some ephemeral feeling that we’re not sure exists. We want to feel good. We’re not sure we ever will.

The closest man comes to satisfaction, is when he is close to death, either in time or circumstance. His vision narrows, his senses heighten, his mind focuses, laser-like. There is no problem to solve but that which benefits the immediate and corporeal. Food, water, shelter, family. When the man who’s near death claws himself bloody and bruised over the burm of danger, his vision of the world will be forever changed.

Then the man will slowly awaken again to the morn of another inner war. Having defeated his external enemies, he must now turn on himself, smashing his own confidence, finding solitude in melancholy, remembering good old days that weren’t good at all… 

Collisions. All souls, all social structures, all beliefs–all civilizations–will collide as long as man is man. Some structures will be smashed beyond recognition. Some will be so damaged as to waste centuries in withered existence. The best will rise from an ashen mound, refined as chromium steel.

The dreamers will dream their dreams. They espouse the next Utopian vision, reminding us of past impossibilities now possible. They will ignore the horrible fact, that for every dreamer who succeeds, one thousand fail.

And no dreamer has ever changed an ounce of the human soul. No dreamer has changed the fact that at our basest, we are no better than the starving wolf, the enraged lion, or the sickened antelope that’s fallen too far from the pack, mere minutes from it’s final collision–with the jaws of a stalking cheetah.

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