- Because I was BORN an atheist. Two people I loved unthinkingly indoctrinated me into believing in something that didn’t exist. Key word – “unthinkingly”. The state of my knowledge at birth was the correct one.
- Because religion, super-naturalism, has never explained anything. From the very beginning of civilization to the present, whenever religion has tried to explain previously mystifying natural phenomena (from lightning through mental illness to the size of the universe) it has always gotten it wrong. Always. It has not been right yet, and the odds are it will never be right, if we ever get to the point in human knowledge where we know everything.
- Because religion is an inherently anti-human phenomenon. I’m a human, not a spirit. Religion explains spirits. There are no spirits, and there’s never been any evidence of spirits. As a human, there is a natural, logical way to treat other humans, and it does not involve burning them at the stake, making them believe what I believe at the point of a blade, or flying airplanes into buildings. Religion is cruel and inhuman, in almost all aspects of its justifying rationalizations.
- Because I don’t need religion to be a good person.
No one yet has clearly defined what their god is, let alone provided demonstrable evidence for its existence, therefore I’m an atheist.
22 words. As Jesse Pinkman would say, “yeah, bitch!”
Yeah. And that. 😉
Well, jeez, Spanqi, if you’re gonna use logic… Unfair to superstition, unfair to superstition!!
Superstition has not been berry, berry kind to me…
wait wait wait – you see your looking at it from the point of view of someone who cares about facts/knowledge/ intellectual honesty etc lol
Yeah. Funny, dat. 😉
Because my wife tells me I’m wrong about a lot of things, but one thing she doesn’t correct me on is my atheism.
That’s a REAL good sign of truth. 😉