I’m sure that when I was a wee cherubic apple cheeked infant that God looked down on me and smiled. Later he pointed and laughed. I’m being figurative, probably, but that’s the sort of agnostic I am at the end of my tether, the farthest I’ll wander towards the fringe. I might be overstating my case. On an old diary site, you know the one with killing floor and fighting pit, I was prone to argue with atheists a lot, particularly the ones who took the above stand. Usually it was stated more along the lines of “ … and when I was such-and-such years old I said ‘why does god allow bad things to happen to good people?’ and my mom/dad/uncle joe/preacher/kool aid cooker couldn’t answer …”
The position that ‘There is no God and he’s a dick anyhow’ isn’t really atheism. Then would come the arguing of scripture which amounts to ‘There is no God and he’s a Dick and the gospel is flawed’ even more not really atheism. It’s a bit like trying to convince someone who believes the earth is flat by showing them flat maps and then dragging them to Kansas City to see the curvature of the earth. It doesn’t matter how correct your answer is if the well from which you slake the thirst of the ignorant is poisoned. Hmmm, I like that sentence, for the sake of precision though; it doesn’t matter how righteous the ladle if you dip it in the well of stupid.
Oh, yeah, and another ungodly (pardon the pun)frequent fart of logic was the atheist that reasoned as such — Smart and rationale folks have deduced through studying the angles of religion that there is no God therefore if I state that there is no God I get instant Smart and Rationale cred. Um, it usually takes a lot more words to say that, I’m summing up pages and pages of regurgitated stuff from smart and rationale people by folks what admire the messenger but don’t understand the message well enough to condense it.
I do not have a problem with atheism. I don’t have a problem with most existing world religions (I’m admitting, with glee, that I only know of a handful of religions and only speak one or two fluently). I have a problem with ignorant arguments that don’t go away, that circle your head like a skeeter no matter how many times you threaten to swat them then act surprised when they get swatted.
There’s really only a couple of different kinds of agnostic. One is the kind that says they are an agnostic because they believe that will shut the buzzing skeeter the hell up. Yeah, no, that never works. The skeeter doesn’t know it’s annoying, it just knows you sure got some pretty veins and the madder you get the more the vascular system pumps the blood to the surface.
There’s the lazy kind of agnostic, sort of passive aggressive lazy. Try it some time, just keep saying I don’t know to a question someone thinks is important. Eventually they either walk away or all their skeeter juice is bright red and throbbing in their temple shouting “I think you are sitting on my glasses, I ask you if you can get up and look and you say I don’t know? Do you know if I can kill a motherfucker with my bare hands” While you remain unaffected, cool as a cucumber whose cool cucumber ass is sitting on cool glasses.
The third type is me. This type writes rants for no apparent reason that go no apparent place and, like the God that may or may not be doing this, points his/her (in theory) finger at you and laughs. Hmmmm I think my goal was to use either tether, skeeter or killing floor in a sentence. I might have overshot the mark.
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