Dear Poor Lucky Me,
I recently became a born again Atheist. My husband has been asking me to stop proselytizing, but I can’t help myself. I feel so enlightened in my new found relationship with the Human Spirit, I just want to share it with the world!
Do you think I should force myself to stop ridiculing religious people to their faces?
Love,
The Truth Has Set Me Free
Dear The Truth,
I feel like either we’re kindred spirits or you are some undercover fiend trying to trap me. I too have recently and happily lost my religion. I too can’t seem to stop pointing at people’s faces while I give them loud lectures on how insidious religion is. My Grandma was particularly annoyed by this behavior, but I totally schooled her. Or at least talked louder than her until she got tired and had to take a nap. BOOYA GRANDMA. She’s very easy to dominate.
I suppose if we wanted to be mature contributors to society we would do onto others as we would have them do onto us, and not spew our religious beliefs. Even if we’re right…because no one wants to hear it from either side. So we’ll just sit quietly and smugly. Unless we die and find out that we were wrong, then we can repent and go to heaven and hang out with all our old dogs!
Sincerely,
Poor Lucky Me
