Take Fred Phelps (please...sorry, couldn't resist). This jackass has made a career out of claiming he has some special connection to his imaginary friend, a hotline that rings off the hook with the angry cries of how bad it is that anyone condones the actions of two men or women in love with each other. Doesn't matter how solid or loving they are, where they are, how good to each other and everyone else they may be, what they do for the community, etc. They love each other, they are the same gender, and thus they are to blame for...well, according to him, everything. Well, almost everything; apparently, the reason those little Amish girls were shot was because of comments the governor of the state made about the Westboro group on national television several months ago. I guess God looks out for them in really strange ways...but he takes His own sweet time. And doesn't tell anyone. Never occurred to Fred and company to just, you know, not associate with anyone they didn't like, you know, live and let live. Nope, instead he wants to tell everyone how bad they are...usually people with NO FUCKING CONNECTION to what he's babbling about.
But he's an extreme example. Let's look at something that doesn't involve anyone famous. Like, say, Alton Verm. never heard of him? No surprise. He's no one, just another drone. His daughter (tenth grade) was given "Fahrenheit 451" as an English class reading assignment. She stopped after a few pages, offended at the cussing and the fact that they burned a Bible. Now, Alton and family are protesting the book, asking that it be removed from being read. Why? Well, burning the Bible, "downgrading Christians," and "talking about our firemen" are just a few of his complaints. Mainly, says Alton, "With God's name in vain being in there, that's the number one reason...There's no reason for it being read." Seems he went through the book and listed each objected item line by line, complete with individual page numbers. Apparently, though, in reading the book to get his ammo, he missed, you know, the WHOLE FUCKING POINT of the book...maybe his tenth grade teacher should have made him read it and do an essay. I'm curious as to how many times this guy has talked bad about Muslims, because with that "firemen" comment, I feel pretty damn sure he's a flag-waving patriotic soul who still sheds a tear at the drop of the term "nine-eleven." But hey, that's OK, right, because HIS imaginary friend is real and theirs isn't.
I don't care what you believe. I really don't. Be Christian, with my compliments. Be Muslim and mirthful. Practice Buddhism with my blessing. Be an awesome atheist, a wacky Wiccan, or a slick Satanist. I honestly couldn't care any less than I do now. Just try to keep a modicum of rational thought in your head...you are Homo sapiens sapiens, after all, "man who thinks he thinks;" that ability to be logical is what makes us what we are. You can have your belief and not be a dumbass. You can worship your deity of choice and still accept scientific fact. You can pray your little heart out without getting into a pissing match about your imaginary friend. USE YOUR FUCKING BRAIN. Face it, it's called "blind faith" because when you open your eyes, you can see the facts. It's referred to as "belief" because if there was any fact to it, it'd be "real." And every time one of these retards makes an ass of himself, he's a bad apple that spoils a barrel.
I'm well aware that most people who are religious are also nice people, who are not the problem. That's part of my appeal here: you, you who are religious, speak out against these people. They're your people, after all, you have a closer step to stop them than others. The fact that you do NOT set them apart from the herd makes you look like you are running with them. Take a stand for intelligence, willya? Hey, if you believe your deity gave you your wonderful brain, why not glorify him/her/it by USING IT, huh? I'm sure they'd appreciate it not being squandered and wasted.
EDIT: if this just makes you pissed off at me, tough beans. Wanna de-friend me? Go for it; but have the balls to say it in public, ass. But you (and you know who you are and you get no free advertising from me), nope, too late, you lost your chance to stand up like a man and be counted. Go off to your fucking corner and mope, you pathetic waste of oxygen.