I have to preface this post by saying that in comparing the two, I am in no way trying to suggest that religion should be made illegal. I realize that if we all found out god wasn’t real tomorrow, far too many people would lose their minds and make our world a literal hell.
That said, I now return you to our regularly scheduled program…
At first glance, comparing religion to steroids can seem a bit bold and even offensive to a lot of people, which is understandable. That doesn’t mean the …

We have all heard it before, religious folks pointing to the signs of “moral decay” in our society as an indication of things to come. Most often, these folks are foreshadowing the end of our world, and the return of Christ to save the believers and to damn the non-believers.
For the non-believers, when they ask how these folks are so certain of our impending doom, they are responded to with biblical prophecies. Some come from Isaiah and some come from Revelation, but the general tone is almost always the same. …

Everyone has their own interpretation of god. Our environment, our experiences, and what we were taught all play into whether or not we believe in god, and if so, what it looks and acts like. Well, I figure I might as well join in on the fun and lay down my version of a personified god if one were to exist.
I have to preface this by saying that I don’t currently believe a god actually exists, but since I haven’t ruled out the possibility all together — you know, the …

I don’t have any facts to back that up, I just used it as a pretty graphic illustration of how much people can’t stand to openly talk about religion. Sorry for getting your hopes up if you were expecting facts about people pooping in public.
Something like 80% of people in this country consider themselves to be Christian, and yet by my own estimation, I’d say about 2% of this segment (yes, I’m saying only one out of 50 Christians) will actually openly discuss their religious beliefs.
I get the sense that …

I may have listened to Superstition by Stevie Wonder about sixty gabillion times in my life, but like most songs I listen to, I just liked the sound and barely paid much attention to the actual lyrics. I mean I knew most of the words, but it just never dawned on me that this was almost an unintentional atheist anthem of sorts until I actually read the lyrics:
When you believe in things that you don’t understand, then you suffer. Superstition ain’t the way.
Now I’m pretty sure that Stevie didn’t mean …

This is actually very simple stuff. It only gets complicated when people try and justify their beliefs by adding a ton of extra nonsensical things into the equation.
Well, here it is in a nutshell:
When someone says something extraordinary, we don’t believe them unless there’s a compelling reason to do so. That’s it.
When I say ‘we’, I mean Christians included. No one can be perpetually naive and gullible as to believe everything anyone says. Humans naturally use discretion…some are just more consistent with their discretion than others.
That’s why people don’t believe …

You know that feeling you get when someone asks you whether or not you believe in a place where people you know and possibly love will burn in excruciating pain for all eternity? Well, that feeling is your morality telling you something’s not quite right. But wait! How could your own personal sense of morality be at odds with what the Bible says…if that’s where you get your morals from? The simple answer, of course, is that humanity developed/evolved into its own moral code that has nothing to do with …

It’s very easy to mistake my wanting to talk about religion as much as I do for someone that simply wants to argue or prove someone wrong. I don’t blame anyone for thinking that since the world is polluted with people that want nothing more than to cause chaos and/or make themselves feel better at others’ expense.
Well, I’m not going to lie and say I don’t enjoy a good clean debate, but the main reason I enjoy religious discussion is because of my curiosity for the truth in the matter. …

Here we have authorities confirming that the remains of a murdered toddler are in fact those of Caylee Anthony, and I guarantee that during the course of tonight’s FCS Championship game, I’ll see some tool kneel down and/or point to the sky to thank god for allowing him to score a touchdown.
Just so I have it straight: God’s plan was for some meathead to put up six points in a football game, and for a toddler to be murdered and discarded like cigarette butt…and people are brazen enough to call …

So I got to thinking about what the conversation would be like between God and I after I die–on the outside chance that one exists–and I thought it would be pretty interesting to share, so here goes nothing…
Zaki: Whoa, so you actually do exist…umm…I don’t know if my foot can be any further in my mouth right now. So, I take it this means I’m going to hell?
God: You got it. You had your chance to worship me while you were still alive, so I have no choice but to …