I’m bad at coming up with good titles…

It’s been a strange day.  A lot of thoughts have been going through my head lately.  It seems that I have been confronted with religion a lot more frequently this past week and it has been annoying, to say the least.


As a child, I was weird, different, whatever.  I questioned the Sunday school teachers, corrected our pastor in the middle of his sermons (ex. women don’t have an extra rib), and let my curiosity make the church dislike me.  I remember having a kid in my Sunday school class tell me that his parents told him that I was Satan.  Apparently, the fact that I questioned, didn’t blindly follow, and made others curious… well, I was the devil to them.  They weren’t the only family to believe this.  Word spread, being a small town, and I was tormented by my peers.

*Flash forward*

If you get told something enough times, you actually start to believe it.  A close friend, jokingly (I hope), made a pretty convincing case that I am Satan.

Top Five Reasons that I am the Devil (according to my asshole friends)

1.  I find pleasure in people not believing in a god.

2.  I cause other people to question their faith.

3.  I’m a “bad” person in an attractive package.

4.  I appear innocent.

5.  I passionately dislike the religious.


RDFRS: Are atheists smarter and humbler?

Here is a link to an interesting article that I ran across today.  Even if there isn’t a definitive correlation between being non-religious and smart, there has to be one between believing in imaginary objects and stupidity.

RDFRS: Are atheists smarter and humbler?.

Sundays rock!

Sundays are pretty much awesome, especially if you aren’t religious.  Not only did I not have to go to church today (woohoo!), but I was able to sleep in, eat breakfast at my own leisure, and go grocery shopping… all while knowing that I wouldn’t have to run into religious fanatics at the grocery store that are “praying” for me.

What a wonderful day!  🙂

Enrolled for school.

My daughter is getting ready to enter kindergarten and I can’t help but dread what is going to come of the next few years.  While I’m very excited for the journey she has ahead of her, I also dread the environment she will grow up in.  Not her home environment, but the overly religious environment she is going to be exposed to at school.  She will be attending the same elementary school that I did.  The same school with the teacher that refused to teach evolution in 6th grade.  I remember her clearly.  She told us that every word in our evolution chapter was a lie and she didn’t understand how the good lord could allow someone like Darwin to exist.  We were handed a test, told that it was open book, and that was the end of our experience with that chapter.  At the time, I was like the rest of the students, very much indoctrinated.  At the time, I completely understood her reasoning and admired her piety.  Only one person in my class actually believed in evolution, she was my best friend.  Her father had studied archaeology at one point and he educated her well.  I remember several of the students shunning her and a couple boys in the class harassing her at recess.  This is what my daughter is going to face and it makes me cringe.