Day 48: The Haughty Godless

As you no doubt know, I'm trying to get happy. And I'm trying to do it without God, who I not only don't believe in, but also find extremely annoying. Almost as annoying, though, are the pompous atheists who wear their disdain for religion as a badge of honor. For reasons known only to themselves, these self-proclaimed minions of truth actually define themselves by this lack of belief.

I bring this up because yesterday a man (who may or may not fit into this category and, to tell you the truth, sounded like a pretty nice guy) left a comment deriding me for learning Tai Chi, because there's no such thing as "Chi." I wonder if he'd have gotten equally annoyed if I'd said that I liked celebrating Christmas (or, as he would no doubt call it, "Crutchmas").

Believe it or not, religion is not intrinsically evil. It's a way to cope. I'm pretty sure it's all a bunch of crap, but so what? As long as its deluded practitioners don't force their views on the rest of the world -- and believe it or not, many don't -- why not let them be?

And to those who say, "How many people have died in the name of God?" I would say, "How many people have died in the name of love?" Should we give that up too?