Preach it, Sister.

[xenologer]

I just had a server at a restaurant make a point to tell me that God is real and loves me more than I could ever know. I guess sitting by myself and reading counts as a provocative conversation-starter if I have the temerity to read The God Delusion where other people can see.

Look at me, flaunting my atheism. I'm no better than those women who hold hands with their wives, or men who meet their husbands for lunch. Look at me being a freak and flaunting it front of the normals, oh no.

Oh, the pushy preachiness of not hiding. I think that theism is pretty questionable on a lot of levels, but I wouldn't pause in the performance of my job duties to lecture somebody reading theological trash like the Left Behind series. Why? Because believe it or not, simply being willing to be seen publicly as a believer or nonbeliever is not the same as inviting a theological debate.

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[mothwentbad.livejournal.com]

"Hey, God told me that he rigged it up so that only Born Agains go to Hell, and everyone else goes to Heaven... Yeah, he thought it might be funny... He rigged it up like that 2000 years ago, but then the joke got old, and now he feels kind of bad, but he messed up the programming so he can't revert it easily, and now it'll probably be another 2000 years before he can straighten it all out so that everyone can go to Heaven... Well, I saw you reading The Purpose-Driven Life, and... I just wanted you to know that God doesn't really love you that much, but on the other hand, He feels kinda bad about roasting you, but He doesn't have to roast you if you just tone it down a little. Like, with the worshiping. It's gotta stop. I'm telling you because I care."