Not long ago, The Missus turned me on to Matt Taibbi’s blog. I’ve read his stuff on stolen copies of Rolling Stone Magazine, and, of course, I’ve seen him on Real Time With Bill Maher. His blog is a gem, even when I don’t agree with his positions, which is rare. A recent post taking on a pair of bloated academics masquerading as experts on Faith was a pleasure to read, but it was one of his commenters that really nailed it for me. Here’s the quote:
The existence of this eternal bickering between God-people and no-God-people is proof that the Devil exists and is trying to bore everyone to death. Great minds are wasted on this pointless argument. The day that someone actually comes up with an argument that convinces the other side that they are wrong, is the day that I stop believing in the all-mighty power of the self-affirming Ego.
That pretty much sums up how I feel. I have lived all over the country, but it wasn’t until I moved to the South that i encountered so much religion as identity. Sure, I was exposed to it in every State, but it was, in retrospect, mostly in isolated and privileged pockets of society. IIRC, the Los Angeles Times never had a “Religion and Faith” section. The exception might be Utah, where I was asked by nearly everyone to which Ward or Stake I belonged.
Strangely, I find myself be drawn into the subject, mostly, I hope, as a way for me to communicate my perspective to my children in the years to come, so that I don’t foist it on them early in their lives and force them to view it all through some framework I instilled in them. Sure, they’ve asked, but I mostly deflect, to avoid giving them too little or to much information. Its just such a personal thing.
We don’t attend church, which has actually caused my children some grief from their peers at school. One boy’s parents will not allow him to come over, though Nog is welcome at their home. The reason they gave is that we are not Christians. I wondered how they know that? SuperMousey recently had a blow-up with one of her girlfriends, who later admitted that she never had a friend that challenged her beliefs before. I found that refreshingly honest at least.
Its a bit of a trick to live and work here and to raise a family outside of any church-based social structure. It may be years before we know if we pulled it off….
All I know is that we have real, but fixable problems in front of us. Every minute we spend arguing over the existence of God is a minute wasted, and the ones behind us will suffer for it.