I’ve sat through exactly one sermon in my life that I got something worthwhile out of — the sermon when the pastor read out a list of writers whose books no decent, godly person should allow in his home. I can’t remember the entire list now, but there was only one writer whose books I didn’t already have: Friedrich Nietzsche.
So I picked-up a copy of Twilight of the Idols next time I was at Barnes & Noble, and I’m glad I did. Nietzsche was a true freak-of-nature genius, and his frank contempt for pious buffoons is endlessly refreshing.
Plato was a bore.
Here the ways of men part: if you wish to strive for peace of soul and pleasure, then believe; if you wish to be a devotee of truth, then inquire.
He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. And when you gaze long into an abyss the abyss also gazes into you.
In Christianity neither morality nor religion come into contact with reality at any point.
To the sort of men who reach out for power under Judaism and Christianity, — that is to say, to the priestly class — decadence is no more than a means to an end. Men of this sort have a vital interest in making mankind sick, and in confusing the values of “good” and “bad,” “true” and “false” in a manner that is not only dangerous to life, but also slanders it.
The ‘Kingdom of Heaven’ is a condition of the heart — not something that comes ‘upon the earth’ or ‘after death’.
The very word “Christianity” is a misunderstanding — in truth, there was only one Christian, and he died on the cross.
“Faith” means not wanting to know.
The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.
A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.
In heaven, all the interesting people are missing.
There are no moral facts.
Christianity destroyed for us the whole harvest of ancient civilization, and later it also destroyed for us the whole harvest of Mohammedan civilization.
I call Christianity the one great curse, the one great intrinsic depravity, the one great instinct for revenge for which no expedient is sufficiently poisonous, secret, subterranean, petty — I call it the one immortal blemish of mankind.
You get the idea. Nietzsche was the first to grasp — or, at least, to say aloud — that Christianity could not possibly survive the confluence of the revival in the 1850s of critical scholarship applied to the ancient texts which comprise the Bible, and Darwin’s theory of evolution; events have proved him correct.
That is why the Pious have ever since blackened his name. Reality always has the last word, however.
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This post is re-published annually on October 15th.
This is International Blasphemy Rights Day, and y’all will probably not be surprised to learn that I am a strong supporter of blasphemy rights. The more blaspheming the merrier, I always say.
I favor speaking ill of the supersized-human god of the Old Testament, the smarmy god of the New Testament, and Alvin Plantinga’s “ground of all being” — whatever that is supposed to mean. I’m fine, too, with people who speak ill of cows (beloved by Hindus), rats (beloved by other Hindus), vultures (beloved by some Zoroastrians), and magic crystals and incense (beloved by New Age nutjobs).
I don’t have a problem, either, with people who wonder what sort of deformed human being would want to spend eternity with the inventor of Hell. I’m cool, also, with people who frankly acknowledge the incontestable fact that Joseph Smith was a con artist, and that those who don’t know it are mor[m]ons. I’m allright with ridiculing Jehovah’s Witnesses, too, because they’re still trying to puzzle-out why the godly weren’t whisked to their reward in 1917. Provided you’re armed, have a good giggle at the idea that Muhammad galloped off to heaven on a white horse. And while you’re at it, flick your nose at Valhalla, where Norse warriors go after their career of carnage and mayhem down here on earth.
Just don’t make fun of Paul Bunyan. I’ll kick your ass, you do a thing like that.
It seems that, back in my hometown of Detroit, there’s a black market for fake Covid-vaccination documentation.
Feds crack counterfeit COVID-19 vaccination card rings in Detroit
Federal prosecutors Wednesday charged two people in connection with selling COVID-19 vaccination cards, including a Detroit man accused of selling counterfeit Chinese-made cards on Instagram and a nurse who sold legitimate cards for $200 each.
Unsealed federal court records describe a burgeoning, black market bypass for people who want to appear to have received a vaccine amid a rise in vaccine mandates at public- and private-sector jobs and universities.
As somebody who got vaccinated at the very first opportunity, I admit that it never occurred to me that such a thing might be happening. After all, who takes $200 out of his pocket in order to avoid a free vaccine so that he remains susceptible to an often-fatal disease? Really: WHO!??
Really stupid people — that’s who.
I have difficulty imagining the conversation that leads one to a fake vaccination-card supplier, too. Do you tell your co-workers you wish to be unprotected against an often-fatal disease, and possibly enhance their danger of sickness, and then ask them for help?
I don’t get it. I don’t understand people who wish so strongly to remain unvaccinated that they will commit a fraud against their co-workers, their friends, their family, and I can’t think how one goes about building a business to satisfy that desire.
I’ve been diligently observing, waiting to see what line Trump could cross that would trigger outrage and rebuke from the white evangelicals who enabled his rise to power. There has been none. As Trump has disparaged immigrants, demonized Muslims, encouraged white supremacist groups, valorized the Confederacy, and used the Bible as a political prop, white evangelicals have not only sat idly by but incorporated these bigoted values into what they then defend as a biblical worldview.
Robert P. Jones
The remarkable thing about this quote is not its content, which is something I and a great many others have talked about for years, but where it appears: Baptist News Global.
The incandescent hypocrisy of the pews is in plain sight of anybody who looks and has a properly-functioning mind, and a single indignant pastor is not going to change much; more likely, the editor’s mailbox is already filling with angry complaints.