I've been asked numerous times why I feel the need to be so in-your-face about my lack of belief and my contempt for religion. To analogize, I offer this: You have a kid. He comes to you with his homework and you see he's written 2+2=5. You gently explain that he's wrong, and tell him why. He refuses to listen. So you, being the doting parent, decide not to hurt his feelings, and you patronizingly tell him it's OK to do whatever feels good, fuck the evidence being against him. You feel it's a phase that he'll grow out of.
However, he's still writing it as an adult. You've long since realized that he's just fuckin' stupid. But he's president now, and a mean sonofabitch at that. And it doesn't matter that he can't do math, 'cause the majority can't either.
Well, we've been patronizing for the past 2 millenia. We're well into are-you-fucking-stupid phase. Next step is to round 'em up and put 'em in a home with sippy cups and corked forks.
Yes, my analogies need work.
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