Atheists unite! Isn’t it funny how Atheism is becoming a religion, basically? Always banding together and discussing religious topics continuously. Defending themselves, mocking or putting down Christianity. I thought you were atheist, not antitheist. The whole point is to not talk about it, to move on and do interesting things. To identify as an atheist seems inherently contradictory to me. It’s like calling silence a genre of music. Religion has nothing to do with anything except for personal beliefs. What do organised crime and organised religion have in common? Right, the o word.
How much violence has been done in the name of religion? Who cares?! The violence is the problem. Can religion incite people to violence? That seems as silly as blaming video games. Was being a Nazi a religion? The problem is brainwashing, propaganda. And a part of that is weak minds. It’s why being intelligent, as in being a completely independent person in terms of the way you think, is so important. Stop making groups and stand up for yourself. There’s nothing more pathetic than a gang, whatever their cool name is and their fancy principles. That stuff always falls apart.
Why do we embrace tolerance? It adds to discrimination. It breeds ignorance. We have a responsibility to call out bad things in any and all cultures. We should learn about them and be aware of their details. Unless it’s stuff that doesn’t really matter and seems boring, then we don’t have to. But stop pretending like every culture is equally precious and valuable. I don’t care how long you’ve been doing something, stupid is as stupid does. Reasons are reasons, anything else deserves no respect. Religion and tradition can’t justify anything except for personal preferences. Logic prevails over all. Perhaps I’m misunderstanding religion. But whatever it has to offer is perfectly valid and exists outside of the religion as well.
Why do you have to pick just one? What worse sign of taste is there than exclusivity? The Bible is just another book. If Einstein says something stupid, it doesn’t suddenly become smart. Your words against my words. It’s the subtle art of learning, teaching. Bringing out something in the student that was already there, a dormant potential. Never accept something you don’t understand or agree with, unless it’s a random personal choice that you don’t mind. Remember that you didn’t get it and come back to it later. Any artifact of any kind is only as valuable as what it can do for you. This doesn’t decrease the value of things, it increases it. Everything has to earn it’s place. Love the Bible not because of its name but for what it contains. And only decide once you’ve experienced it first hand for yourself. Stop talking *about* things and dive into them.
Not all civilisations produce the same quality output. Let the art and history speak for itself. Let people discuss it and study it. But let’s not revere things we know nothing about. No god intimidates me. I am the master of my destiny. Yes, I might like to have some meaning to my life, some connection to something “bigger” than this existence. But then, what could be bigger? Who’s to say this life isn’t as profound as I could ever imagine? Who’s to say I can’t achieve more than anyone ever thought possible (of me or of anyone or any god)? You can only prove possibilities, limitations are always speculation. Make the world all that it can be, make yourself all that you can be!
Observations, nor even prejudice can ever be racist, sexist, “homophobic”, agist, or anything along those lines. Ah, the shortcomings of arbitrarily chosen and popularised terms. English, like any language has such power and freedom, versatility. But we take words and forget their meanings, their origins and use them to mean vague things and fulfil some need for illogical poetry, clever quotes and wisdom. Value big words over ones that we understand. The same as ancient traditions. Well, it’s got a good brand name, must be good! I certainly wouldn’t want to consider it on it’s own terms or have to think about it or have an opinion on it.
So, are “homophobes” afraid of homosexuals? Or of somehow becoming like that themselves? Or do they hate and despise them? Does it matter when all you want to do is get on your soapbox and have a grand moment of nonsensical righteousness? Who needs definitions when your ideas are so vague and uninformed anyway? What’s wrong with being afraid of something? Some fears are rational and some are harmless. Again, the problem is violence and discrimination, it doesn’t matter what the reasons are.
The problem isn’t making assumptions about people, we do it all the time. It usually helps, even if it’s based on stereotypes, most of which are based on reality. The problem is when previous beliefs triumph over thought and logic. Like if you see an Asian driving just fine but you can’t except it, so you block it out and alter your observations to suit your beliefs. That’s right, the problem isn’t stereotypes at all, it’s stupidity. That’s all. We couldn’t survive without stereotypes. That person is standing behind an information desk, maybe they can help me. Oh, but wait. I’m making unfair assumptions. Let me make my life harder for myself. As long as you learn from life, and preferably notice lots of things, keep those senses wide awake, you’re a good decent person (in the world of discrimination at least).
It seems similar to irrational fears. The simplest cure is exposure. Enough time being close to clowns and realising their harmless and you’re fine, forever. So in theory, enough time seeing Mexicans doing work, and you’ll never make assumptions about their laziness ever again (like that’ll ever happen). What, I can’t be funny? So indeed, stubborness is our enemy here. One that will never be defeated by political correctness. One which might be partially born in the way we treat children, at schools and everywhere else.
Past generations get all this credit for having harder lives and working harder, but what about our credit for being less violent and less racist (and all the rest) than any of them? We’re all in this together. Einstein might’ve come up with relativity before me, but he did have an unreasonably large headstart. Plus, I doubt he knew how to program in Python. BOOM! Let’s stop patting dead people on the back in lieu of current thinkers and embrace the sum-total of human capacity, now and in the past and in the future. No-one cares if you’re stronger than an 8-year-old. Unless you’re 5. There’s a reason for that.
Is gayness a natural phenomenon? Isn’t nature just beautiful and serene? But also severe and harsh? So powerful, the source of all life, creativity, art. But also of dull, boring things. Mistakes, random choices, ignorance. It’s easy to appreciate nature now. But what about those millions of years before recorded history. Do they, did they even exist? How about those gorgeous natural disasters that we’re all just waiting with baited breath for? And how terrible the hand of man, destroying forests for personal gain. Unlike those volcanos and locusts of pure, innocent nature.
Is there a living thing that doesn’t act out of personal interest or instinct? Is there any difference between the laws of physics and the laws of human nature, nature itself? The ability to critique human nature ironically comes from man’s greatest achievement, consciousness. The universe finally woke up. We’re still waking up. We were just born. And now we’re getting annoyed at ourselves for all the problems we’ve created. Hilarious. It’s the fate of every great artist, as their skill increases, so to does their appreciation of true art. They never perfectly satisfy their longings. So they constantly critique themselves. Or they understand what’s happening and delight in the irony of existence. And find enjoyment in everything.
The way genius, originality, bravery become a colour, a mere fad, a reference later on. The popularity of Mozart’s classic hits which have seemingly hit the top 40 and forever defined him. The average band might have 5 albums. You judge them after one song, perhaps. For the same perspective on Mozart, you’d need to hear 30 “songs” to have the same amount of insight. Eine Kleine Nachmusik’s familiarity trumps any context it might otherwise have. It might as well have been a ringtone originally for what most people would care or know. And yet people are opiniated about classical music. Have the decency to acknowledge your ignorance. I don’t have an opinion on things I know nothing about.