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Please bear in mind this article discusses only the subject of non-belief, and my reasoning. My active beliefs, my philosophies, and my world view, are a different subject altogether.
On Labels
I’m not an Atheist. In the same way that Zero is not a number (it’s the lack of a number), I shouldn’t be labelled. What I hold is not a belief, but the lack of one. I could sit here and proclaim the non-existence of an infinite number of things – of elves, of unicorns, of the lack of a ring on my finger, the lack of a hat on my head, and the lack of these things in every instance of eternity. “There is no God” is but one of these infinitesimally small proclamations. Religion is nothing to me, and I don’t want to involve myself with it.
Unfortunately, there is one thing I won’t stand for. And that’s the indoctrination of children. Quite simple and specific, but enough to make me angry.
Of course, there’s no way for me to prove the non-existence of a God. Even the best philosophers have a hard time proving things. Descartes said, “I think therefore I am,” but even that, if successful, only proves the self – not existence as a whole. So I guess I’m agnostic. But in that same vein are the infinite number of other things I can’t prove. And seeing as these are all completely unimportant and non-defining of my beliefs, neither is the non-existence of a God. My life and conclusions are based on evidence and logic. And based on this, I've come to the ultimate conclusion that there really is no God. But to call it a conclusion is an overstatement. In the same way I've concluded there is no God, I've concluded television sets are not made of cheese.
If a theist so chooses to convert an atheist, the first thing they will do is attempt to force the atheist to admit to agnosticism over atheism. Very well. But in the next breath often comes the claim of a God very different to that of an abstract being who so happened to create the universe. What they claim is a being with which one can form a personal relationship. These two entities are very different. One cannot be objectively linked to the other.
To deny a cosmic intelligence – an architect of existence – is very difficult. To deny a loving God is very easy. Fortunately for me, the denial of the former is the automatic denial of the latter, for logic doesn’t allow me to believe in a creator that would not want to form a relationship with its creations. Indeed, any creationist is normally religious also – for the simple reason that creation is a prerequisite of theistic religion. Even though creationism can exist on its own, it rarely does. This is an interesting thing to note. Creationists without a religious disposition simply do not exist; or if they do, in negligible number. This alone is a huge black mark against the validity behind any rational creationist theory.
So: to deny a loving God. There are myriad ways of doing this, but the simplest by far is the existence of evil. Can I prove evil exists? No. But by God I know it’s there.
Some will blame suffering on the beauty of free will. Fine. This in itself has issues, but I won’t deal with them, because the denial comes much easier that that. I ask you one question – what has caused the most suffering in the past five years?
The simple answer is God. Knives and guns do their job – of course, man is a large contributor to the pain in this world. But in the past five years we’ve had numerous hurricanes, tsunamis, famines and diseases. Cancer, AIDS, and genetic illness are not the work of man. This automatically means they are the work of God – no exceptions. And I don’t care what your excuses may be. A test of our faith seems to be the most popular, but even this doesn’t change my view that such a test is immoral. To me, there is no such thing as a loving God. And as said before, this automatically denies the existence of a creator.
But why should I care? Well, at the bottom of the ladder there are aesthetic reasons. When someone sees a car crash, they phone for an ambulance. Within minutes the paramedics are on the scene to administer first aid. The passenger is proclaimed dead, but they won’t give up hope for the driver. They whisk them to hospital. Drivers on the road swerve out of the way to let the ambulance past. When at the hospital, doctors who work twelve our shifts do their best to save the driver. Nurses take care of the patient; lead them through mental stresses as well as physical. Against all odds, the driver survives. They walk out of the hospital alive, and not even in any kind of debt if in a country with free health care. They arrive home with a few stitches, one hell of a headache, and a loving father who proclaims,
“Thank the Lord.”
Are these people blind to the love of Man? Blind to the miracle of comradery and altruism? At what point did God, objectively, have anything to do with this? When did He intervene? Why in His infinite knowledge of eternity did He let the passenger die? Why all this pain and suffering – sleepless nights by the life-support machine? Do you call this a loving God?
If God exists, He’s trying very hard to make it look like He doesn’t.
But then, I can’t blame God for saving someone. Let’s just say that he did save that driver. Fine. But please don’t tell me in the next sentence that if that driver doesn’t worship Him they’ll burn in Hell for all of eternity when they do finally bite the dust.
This is where my anger at the indoctrination of children comes into the equation. Convincing existence of a Hell is nothing less than psychological child abuse. The very phrase “God fearing” sums this up quite nicely. Indoctrinating children is accustoming them to a life of fear. And the sad part is, they don’t even recognise it as abuse. They accept it. It’s simply modified Stockholm Syndrome.
But I’m not a hypocrite. Neither should children be convinced of the non-existence of a God. They should not be instructed at all. They should be informed of every available path of belief.
Information and instruction. Two different things. Inform a child and let them think for themselves when they grow up. There’s a reason children are devastated when you tell them Santa Clause doesn’t exist – it’s because they believe whatever you tell them. But the worst Santa Clause can do is give you a lump of coal instead of presents. God can do some pretty twisted stuff. I’d be happier with the Santa Delusion than the God Delusion. Unfortunately people see it fit to destroy the happy delusions and enforce the twisted ones.
But let’s say all of this is true. Let’s say Theists manage to excuse every single one of these points quite convincingly. Well then we come to the ultimate, inexcusable observation: that humans are puppets. A cosmic puppet show. What is our purpose? To worship. To bow down and offer ourselves. To play a game, and to win or lose. Why?
Why?
That question cannot be answered by even the most knowledgeable Theist.
But even so, I’ll support to the death any person’s right to believe the way they do. And if they come up with some respectable thoughts, by God I’ll respect them. I’ll respect the love in their hearts and the way they go about their daily lives.
Just don’t inject your poison into the ears of innocent children. Theists, Atheists, the lot of you.
Nothing much makes me angry in this world. I don’t follow ethics set out by others – I believe morality has a logical element to it. I believe that murder, in some circumstances, is necessary, or satisfactory. In the same way, I see my anger at my fellow man as a justified emotion. I am angry. And religion makes me that way. Indoctrination of any belief, whether I agree with it or not, makes me angrier still. It just so happens that indoctrination is an integral part of religion, and plays very little part in atheism.
But am I an Atheist? No. I don’t want to be labelled. But so long as Theists are damaging my fellow men - my fellow children - I will take a deep breath and accept a Label. Atheists are simply people who’ve lived separate lives, had no contact, no doctrine, no scripture… yet have arrived at exactly the same conclusions. I am one of these many people.
But I'm not an Atheist.
If I have to accept a label, I look at what I am and not at what I’m not. And what I am is against religion. There are plenty of things I don’t believe in - plenty of things that I regard with utter nonchalance. But there are very few things that evoke in me a passionate indignation.
If I have to accept a label, I’m an Anti-Theist.
On Labels
I’m not an Atheist. In the same way that Zero is not a number (it’s the lack of a number), I shouldn’t be labelled. What I hold is not a belief, but the lack of one. I could sit here and proclaim the non-existence of an infinite number of things – of elves, of unicorns, of the lack of a ring on my finger, the lack of a hat on my head, and the lack of these things in every instance of eternity. “There is no God” is but one of these infinitesimally small proclamations. Religion is nothing to me, and I don’t want to involve myself with it.
Unfortunately, there is one thing I won’t stand for. And that’s the indoctrination of children. Quite simple and specific, but enough to make me angry.
Of course, there’s no way for me to prove the non-existence of a God. Even the best philosophers have a hard time proving things. Descartes said, “I think therefore I am,” but even that, if successful, only proves the self – not existence as a whole. So I guess I’m agnostic. But in that same vein are the infinite number of other things I can’t prove. And seeing as these are all completely unimportant and non-defining of my beliefs, neither is the non-existence of a God. My life and conclusions are based on evidence and logic. And based on this, I've come to the ultimate conclusion that there really is no God. But to call it a conclusion is an overstatement. In the same way I've concluded there is no God, I've concluded television sets are not made of cheese.
If a theist so chooses to convert an atheist, the first thing they will do is attempt to force the atheist to admit to agnosticism over atheism. Very well. But in the next breath often comes the claim of a God very different to that of an abstract being who so happened to create the universe. What they claim is a being with which one can form a personal relationship. These two entities are very different. One cannot be objectively linked to the other.
To deny a cosmic intelligence – an architect of existence – is very difficult. To deny a loving God is very easy. Fortunately for me, the denial of the former is the automatic denial of the latter, for logic doesn’t allow me to believe in a creator that would not want to form a relationship with its creations. Indeed, any creationist is normally religious also – for the simple reason that creation is a prerequisite of theistic religion. Even though creationism can exist on its own, it rarely does. This is an interesting thing to note. Creationists without a religious disposition simply do not exist; or if they do, in negligible number. This alone is a huge black mark against the validity behind any rational creationist theory.
So: to deny a loving God. There are myriad ways of doing this, but the simplest by far is the existence of evil. Can I prove evil exists? No. But by God I know it’s there.
Some will blame suffering on the beauty of free will. Fine. This in itself has issues, but I won’t deal with them, because the denial comes much easier that that. I ask you one question – what has caused the most suffering in the past five years?
The simple answer is God. Knives and guns do their job – of course, man is a large contributor to the pain in this world. But in the past five years we’ve had numerous hurricanes, tsunamis, famines and diseases. Cancer, AIDS, and genetic illness are not the work of man. This automatically means they are the work of God – no exceptions. And I don’t care what your excuses may be. A test of our faith seems to be the most popular, but even this doesn’t change my view that such a test is immoral. To me, there is no such thing as a loving God. And as said before, this automatically denies the existence of a creator.
But why should I care? Well, at the bottom of the ladder there are aesthetic reasons. When someone sees a car crash, they phone for an ambulance. Within minutes the paramedics are on the scene to administer first aid. The passenger is proclaimed dead, but they won’t give up hope for the driver. They whisk them to hospital. Drivers on the road swerve out of the way to let the ambulance past. When at the hospital, doctors who work twelve our shifts do their best to save the driver. Nurses take care of the patient; lead them through mental stresses as well as physical. Against all odds, the driver survives. They walk out of the hospital alive, and not even in any kind of debt if in a country with free health care. They arrive home with a few stitches, one hell of a headache, and a loving father who proclaims,
“Thank the Lord.”
Are these people blind to the love of Man? Blind to the miracle of comradery and altruism? At what point did God, objectively, have anything to do with this? When did He intervene? Why in His infinite knowledge of eternity did He let the passenger die? Why all this pain and suffering – sleepless nights by the life-support machine? Do you call this a loving God?
If God exists, He’s trying very hard to make it look like He doesn’t.
But then, I can’t blame God for saving someone. Let’s just say that he did save that driver. Fine. But please don’t tell me in the next sentence that if that driver doesn’t worship Him they’ll burn in Hell for all of eternity when they do finally bite the dust.
This is where my anger at the indoctrination of children comes into the equation. Convincing existence of a Hell is nothing less than psychological child abuse. The very phrase “God fearing” sums this up quite nicely. Indoctrinating children is accustoming them to a life of fear. And the sad part is, they don’t even recognise it as abuse. They accept it. It’s simply modified Stockholm Syndrome.
But I’m not a hypocrite. Neither should children be convinced of the non-existence of a God. They should not be instructed at all. They should be informed of every available path of belief.
Information and instruction. Two different things. Inform a child and let them think for themselves when they grow up. There’s a reason children are devastated when you tell them Santa Clause doesn’t exist – it’s because they believe whatever you tell them. But the worst Santa Clause can do is give you a lump of coal instead of presents. God can do some pretty twisted stuff. I’d be happier with the Santa Delusion than the God Delusion. Unfortunately people see it fit to destroy the happy delusions and enforce the twisted ones.
But let’s say all of this is true. Let’s say Theists manage to excuse every single one of these points quite convincingly. Well then we come to the ultimate, inexcusable observation: that humans are puppets. A cosmic puppet show. What is our purpose? To worship. To bow down and offer ourselves. To play a game, and to win or lose. Why?
Why?
That question cannot be answered by even the most knowledgeable Theist.
But even so, I’ll support to the death any person’s right to believe the way they do. And if they come up with some respectable thoughts, by God I’ll respect them. I’ll respect the love in their hearts and the way they go about their daily lives.
Just don’t inject your poison into the ears of innocent children. Theists, Atheists, the lot of you.
Nothing much makes me angry in this world. I don’t follow ethics set out by others – I believe morality has a logical element to it. I believe that murder, in some circumstances, is necessary, or satisfactory. In the same way, I see my anger at my fellow man as a justified emotion. I am angry. And religion makes me that way. Indoctrination of any belief, whether I agree with it or not, makes me angrier still. It just so happens that indoctrination is an integral part of religion, and plays very little part in atheism.
But am I an Atheist? No. I don’t want to be labelled. But so long as Theists are damaging my fellow men - my fellow children - I will take a deep breath and accept a Label. Atheists are simply people who’ve lived separate lives, had no contact, no doctrine, no scripture… yet have arrived at exactly the same conclusions. I am one of these many people.
But I'm not an Atheist.
If I have to accept a label, I look at what I am and not at what I’m not. And what I am is against religion. There are plenty of things I don’t believe in - plenty of things that I regard with utter nonchalance. But there are very few things that evoke in me a passionate indignation.
If I have to accept a label, I’m an Anti-Theist.
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