American Christians, this is on you. For years, you have told us that we - the atheists, the agnostics, the homosexuals, the Muslims, the liberals - are the reason bad things happen in America. You have argued that mass shootings are due to our immorality, that we removed God from our schools and homes, that our … Continue reading #FakeChristians
It's not enough to know that "fake news" exists; we need to be humble enough to acknowledge that we are susceptible to it, and to blame for it.
Since World War II, we have been a nation that said we were a home for the outcast. It has been our identity in the world; it has been our beacon, a figurative idea made literal by the statue of Lady Liberty that stands roughly 5 miles from where I type this. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
I want to say something. I want to say something, but I’m not really sure what. I’m not sure I have the words for what needs to be said.
Fred Phelps, the controversial, bile-filled preacher famous for popularizing the phrase, "God Hates Fags", has died today, March 20th. Good.
The recent attempt (and failure) in various states to "preserve religious freedom" by dumping on the gays has added a new wrinkle to the Gay Rights debate. With the tides of inevitability pretty much guaranteeing that within the decade we will see the national legalization of same-sex marriage, the religious right and conservative groups seem … Continue reading Religion is a Choice
I don't believe in gods or guns. Why this offends the sensibilities of a large portion of America I'll never understand. But, rest assured, in times of trouble, I don't suddenly start praying for a .45.
Every year, countless happenings stir up unrest or anger in some contingent of the population, and pretty much invariably, that outrage is stupendously out of proportion to the actual offense. That's human nature. Nothing makes us feel more alive than being offended. This year, though, there has been an abundance of offense that seems, well, phoney.
