I apologize in advance if part or all
of this sounds redundant, but after watching a documentary on Benny
Hin, I just got these overwhelming feelings of pity and fear.
One of the main things that bothers me
about the religion and faith issue, is that no matter how hard I try
to find the “good” that people keep talking about, I walk away
feeling so troubled and frankly uneasy with what I see. Every time I
try to offer the benefit of the doubt or grant a point for the sake
of continuing a conversation, I feel like a massive train wreck is
taking place. In my mind, religion is so absolutely alienated in its
ignorance, corruption, hypocrisy, and outright delusion that I really
do feel bad for people are apart of it. Most of these people have to
pretend they hear a god talking to them, they have to wait, anxiety
ridden, for some miracle to change their life. They have to deny and
confuse the science that keeps them healthy. They have to feel guilty
about how sinful they think they are. They feel obligated to
contribute money, which they may not have. They get the same answers,
use the same arguments, and experience the same roadblocks
enlightened people overcame hundreds of years ago. Watching the faces
of these people waving their arms together, struggling to get out of
their wheelchairs (this one fat lady's face was gut wrenching), the
retarded people getting petted and kissed by their families, all
waiting for God's plan to include them getting better. This
ridiculous notion of miracles. You know, miracles, the things that
can range from surviving a surgery to being able to paint a house
during the rainy season. Next time I get the toy I want in my happy
meal, I suppose I should call that a miracle too.
Wouldn't you know that on the follow
ups of the people falling to the ground after having been
miraculously healed, they still had their illnesses, some alleged
problems were contrived, and many just end up dieing like the doctors
said they would. I mean to watch a mass of people, frankly pathetic
people, all wishing and hoping and inciting is scary. And when I say
pathetic, its for the multitude of reasons that brought them to where
they are. I can understand wanting to believe in something, but your
just plain fucking stupid, I don't care where your from or what you
believe in, your plain fucking stupid if your being told one thing
and irrefutably experiencing another. If your son dying of massive
brain tumors, despite your last hope going to Benny Hin for a pat on
the head, and you still trust the man and give him 2 grand a month
that you don't have, your fucking stupid. People wonder why I say
their feelings don't matter. It is situations like this that
illustrate my view.
Your preachers, usually had troubled
upbringing and had a knack for being creative or feeling certain
things. They implement well known strategies to suggestible audiences
which you can compare to both the Nuremberg rallies or football
games. When questioned about their experiences they can openly admit
to doubting whether its really God or just them. When questioned
about specific evidences or history, a left turn is taken and they
start to affirm everything they believe in conveniently losing the
topic on some tirade. I guess it still doesn't matter that everything
you induce at some rally or prayer meeting can be flicked on and off
in a lab. Every last feeling can be produced with machines that
understand you and trigger you, because it was made by people who
cared to be smarter than you.
I guess, other than simply making
another desperate plea to get informed, what I would ask you to do is
to ignore whatever your hearing if you watch either the debates I've
posted or some apologetic speech, and just watch their faces. If that
can't convey to you more than all the bullshit they constantly push,
and the information you readily ignore from me, then I'm out ideas.
