Dear Moderate Christian,
I’d like to take a moment to address some of your remarks about how the tactics of “New Atheists” are just too uncivil. I appreciate that you’d like to have a quiet, intellectual conversation regarding the current state of religion in America, and the marginalization of those of us who don’t believe there is an invisible zombie who lives in the sky. I understand that you’d like me to respect your beliefs, and not shine too much light on their ridiculousness. I applaud your geniality in this matter. It’s refreshing, after so many years of listening to your representatives demeaning and demonizing pretty much everyone who doesn’t bend their neck and genuflect to them. A polite, intellectual conversation about religion in America sounds perfectly lovely.
But at this point in time, I have to say
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Fuck you, Phil.
When the day comes that my son doesn’t get berated by the public high school football coach for not being a Christian, perhaps I can sit down with you and have lunch. When my daughter doesn’t have to sit through Christian Nation Revisionism in the public high school History class, then perhaps I’ll consider trying to have a quiet conversation. When you keep your religion out of the Science classroom, out of sex education, out of our secular government, and out of my bedroom, it might be possible for me to lower my voice.
The non-delusional have been trying for a couple of centuries now to have a quiet, rational discussion with the religious and what’s it’s gotten us is more, not less, marginalization. What it’s gotten us is a society hell-bent on theocracy and longing for the dark ages. What it’s gotten us is suffering of innocents and willful ignorance that is cartoonish and nearly unparodiable.
Now the tide shifts a tiny bit, not because of the Nisbets and Mooneys of the world, but because of the Myerses, the Dawkinses, the Hitchenses, the Coynes, and the Harrises, and suddenly the airwaves are full of plaintive protests of ‘you’re just being too uncivil‘ and we should go back to our quiet little closets and politely ask you for permission to exist? Not likely, given the magnanimous history of Good Christians™ in America.
Women did not get the right to vote because they politely asked the rich old white men to kindly allow them to have a voice. Folks of color did not get the right to use the same water fountain as white people because the Good Christians™ realized the error of their ways and kindly rescinded their predecessors’ racist policies. If marginalized groups of people in the past waited around until Good Christians™ got off their thrones and did the right thing, they’d still be waiting.
Do you smell that, Phil? For the first time in living memory in America, the air reeks of Christian fear. Fear of losing the death grip Christianity has had on the political system drips from the walls of the halls of power like sweat on a summer day. The terror of monetary loss is reflected in the eyes of TV preachers and local pastors. It’s the smell of abject despair of exposure for the morally bankrupt, intellectually vacuous, tactically dishonest and dishonorable piece of garbage that it is.
I have to tell you Phil, from here it smells like there is just the slightest hint of rose on the wind.
And now, suddenly, you want to sit down and talk civilly?
Again, and with all due respect,
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