bio-chem

Christians: No One Path to Salvation - Yahoo! News

because we don't have enough religious debates here

min0 lee

ObjectiveThought.com
12-23-5



When it comes to bullshit, big-time, major league bullshit, you have to stand in awe of the all-time champion of false promises and exaggerated claims, religion. No contest. No contest. Religion.
Religion easily has the greatest bullshit story ever told.
Think about it. Religion has actually convinced people that there's an invisible man living in the sky who watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do. And if you do any of these ten things, he has a special place, full of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever 'til the end of time! But He loves you.
He loves you, and He needs money! He always needs money! He's all-powerful, all-perfect, all-knowing, and all-wise, somehow just can't handle money! Religion takes in billions of dollars, they pay no taxes, and they always need a little more. Now, you talk about a good bullshit story. Holy Shit! But I want you to know something, this is sincere, I want you to know, when it comes to believing in God, I really tried. I really, really tried. I tried to believe that there is a God, who created each of us in His own image and likeness, loves us very much, and keeps a close eye on things. I really tried to believe that, but I gotta tell you, the longer you live, the more you look around, the more you realize, something is fucked up.
Something is wrong here. War, disease, death, destruction, hunger, filth, poverty, torture, crime, corruption, and the Ice Capades. Something is definitely wrong. This is not good work. If this is the best God can do, I am not impressed. Results like these do not belong on the résumé of a Supreme Being. This is the kind of shit you'd expect from an office temp with a bad attitude. And just between you and me, in any decently-run universe, this guy would've been out on his all-powerful ass a long time ago. And by the way, I say "this guy", because I firmly believe, looking at these results, that if there is a God, it has to be a man. No woman could or would ever fuck things up like this. So, if there is a God, I think most reasonable people might agree that he's at least incompetent, and maybe, just maybe, doesn't give a shit. Doesn't give a shit, which I admire in a person, and which would explain a lot of these bad results.
So rather than be just another mindless religious robot, mindlessly and aimlessly and blindly believing that all of this is in the hands of some spooky incompetent father figure who doesn't give a shit, I decided to look around for something else to worship. Something I could really count on. And immediately, I thought of the sun. Happened like that. Overnight I became a sun-worshipper. Well, not overnight, you can't see the sun at night. But first thing the next morning, I became a sun-worshipper.
Several reasons. First of all, I can see the sun, okay? Unlike some other gods I could mention, I can actually see the sun. I'm big on that. If I can see something, I don't know, it kind of helps the credibility along, you know? So everyday I can see the sun, as it gives me everything I need; heat, light, food, flowers in the park, reflections on the lake, an occasional skin cancer, but hey. At least there are no crucifixions, and we're not setting people on fire simply because they don't agree with us. Sun worship is fairly simple. There's no mystery, no miracles, no pageantry, no one asks for money, there are no songs to learn, and we don't have a special building where we all gather once a week to compare clothing. And the best thing about the sun, it never tells me I'm unworthy.

Doesn't tell me I'm a bad person who needs to be saved. Hasn't said an unkind word. Treats me fine. So, I worship the sun. But, I don't pray to the sun. Know why? I wouldn't presume on our friendship. It's not polite. I've often thought people treat God rather rudely, don't you? Asking trillions and trillions of prayers every day. Asking and pleading and begging for favors. Do this, gimme that, I need a new car, I want a better job. And most of this praying takes place on Sunday His day off. It's not nice. And it's no way to treat a friend. But people do pray, and they pray for a lot of different things, you know, your sister needs an operation on her crotch, your brother was arrested for defecating in a mall.
But most of all, you'd really like to fuck that hot little redhead down at the convenience store. You know, the one with the eyepatch and the clubfoot? Can you pray for that? I think you'd have to. And I say, fine. Pray for anything you want. Pray for anything, but what about the Divine Plan? Remember that? The Divine Plan. Long time ago, God made a Divine Plan. Gave it a lot of thought, decided it was a good plan, put it into practice. And for billions and billions of years, the Divine Plan has been doing just fine. Now, you come along, and pray for something. Well suppose the thing you want isn't in God's Divine Plan? What do you want Him to do? Change His plan? Just for you? Doesn't it seem a little arrogant? It's a Divine Plan. What's the use of being God if every run-down shmuck with a two-dollar prayerbook can come along and fuck up Your Plan? And here's something else, another problem you might have: Suppose your prayers aren't answered. What do you say? "Well, it's God's will." "Thy Will Be Done." Fine, but if it's God's will, and He's going to do what He wants to anyway, why the fuck bother praying in the first place? Seems like a big waste of time to me! Couldn't you just skip the praying part and go right to His Will? It's all very confusing.

So to get around a lot of this, I decided to worship the sun. But, as I said, I don't pray to the sun. You know who I pray to? Joe Pesci. Two reasons: First of all, I think he's a good actor, okay? To me, that counts. Second, he looks like a guy who can get things done. Joe Pesci doesn't fuck around. In fact, Joe Pesci came through on a couple of things that God was having trouble with. For years I asked God to do something about my noisy neighbor with the barking dog, Joe Pesci straightened that cocksucker out with one visit. It's amazing what you can accomplish with a simple baseball bat. So I've been praying to Joe for about a year now. And I noticed something. I noticed that all the prayers I used to offer to God, and all the prayers I now offer to Joe Pesci, are being answered at about the same 50% rate.

Half the time I get what I want, half the time I don't. Same as God, 50-50. Same as the four-leaf clover and the horseshoe, the wishing well and the rabbit's foot, same as the Mojo Man, same as the Voodoo Lady who tells you your fortune by squeezing the goat's testicles, it's all the same: 50-50. So just pick your superstition, sit back, make a wish, and enjoy yourself. And for those of you who look to The Bible for moral lessons and literary qualities, I might suggest a couple of other stories for you. You might want to look at the Three Little Pigs, that's a good one. Has a nice happy ending, I'm sure you'll like that. Then there's Little Red Riding Hood, although it does have that X-rated part where the Big Bad Wolf actually eats the grandmother. Which I didn't care for, by the way. And finally, I've always drawn a great deal of moral comfort from Humpty Dumpty. The part I like the best? "All the king's horses and all the king's men couldn't put Humpty Dumpty back together again." That's because there is no Humpty Dumpty, and there is no God. None, not one, no God, never was.

In fact, I'm gonna put it this way. If there is a God, may he strike this audience dead! See? Nothing happened. Nothing happened? Everybody's okay? All right, tell you what, I'll raise the stakes a little bit. If there is a God, may he strike me dead. See? Nothing happened, oh, wait, I've got a little cramp in my leg. And my balls hurt. Plus, I'm blind. I'm blind, oh, now I'm okay again, must have been Joe Pesci, huh? God Bless Joe Pesci. Thank you all very much. Joe Bless You!

bio-chem

thats so damn long. where is the video?

Crono1000

I understand even walking into this thread that I should turn away, but I'm feeling down and maybe this'll help push me downer.

I think most Christians would say I'm not a Christian, and most non-Christians would say I am. Which brings me to a painful flaw in this "post" above. Christianity is not the be-all of religion. So this poorly written blog by some, I would assume, know-it-all teenager needs to click "Find..." in his Word document and then "Replace All..." for religion to Christianity. There are many religions out there, and many branches and degrees and interpretation of Christianity and obviously religions as a whole.

Which brings me to my next point: the blatant prejudice, generalization, and descrimination in the post. I think in most situations, Christians get offended by this point and confuse it for an attack on their beliefs. They must then defend their point of view, and fail to acknowledge that one could rephrase a thread but portray the same convictions and stereotyping toward a racial group and suddenly it becomes inappropriate. Essentially, you're taking a group of individuals, minimizing their differences, and making claims about them without knowing them.

Are there Christians out there who act holier-than-thou, are hypocritical, who push their beliefs on others, who take advantage of others? Absolutely, and there are many who don't. There are also black people who rob others, who take drugs, and are lazy, and there are many who do not. And yes, DOMS, there are Mexicans who take jobs, who are in the US illegally, and commit crimes, but there are also those who do not. By omitting the "who do not" part you're acting in a descriminating manner, it just seems that some acts of prejudice are allowed while others are not. But even still, these are individuals on an individual level being attacked for group generalization.

I'm not defending Christians or any group at this point. I hate everyone, myself. But I hate everyone for reasons like this: their own ignorance to human psychology and the very nature that make us tick, yet we all are so high and mighty and incapable of being run by the same mechanics as everyone else. We are all guilty of being human, and you can point your finger at others for doing the same thing but call it religion or race or political orientation or sexual preference or obesity or social status or age or what have you, but to someone else even you're an outgroup. Only when they do it it's not justified. Makes ya think...

KelJu

My second favorite Carlin set ever.





I can't fucking believe he died.

DOMS

I'm glad the fucker is dead. I couldn't stand him.

min0 lee

Really? Why?

Is it because he was a hippie?

DOMS

He was little more than a bitter old fuck. Which, in my estimation, means that he failed at life. If you're bitter, it means that life won.

Plus, he was a lightening rod for dumb shit pseudo-intellectuals.

And yes, his being a hippie puts him way the fuck down on the list.

The Monkey Man

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DaMayor

I haven't reached my objectives in life, and I'm perfectly happy, DOMS..you judgemental freakin' asshole...make fun of me will ya? Huh? Huh? What's that? Hippie? Your Mom's a hippie, beeeotch. I hope you get raped by a pack of Beaners......bastard.

min0 lee

Do you think he saw what you typed? This reminds me of school. If I could I would shoot a spitball at DOMS while his back is turned.

bio-chem

raped by a pack of beeners? i almost lost conciesness with that i was laughing so hard

DOMS

It's not about achieving objectives, it's about giving up. People that are bitter have given up. They have no hope that life will get better. They just stand around bitching about how "bad life is."

If you can bitch in an eloquent or funny way, people will pay to listen. That doesn't make you any less of a loser.

As for hating hippies, I didn't choose be a conservative, I was born that way. No joke, I've hated hippies since I was 5 years old.

Oh, and...fuck you.
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DaMayor