Earlier, in a room barely lit by the celestial lightbulb, in a quiet corner, I was disturbed by a sudden and abrupt collection of loudened voices. Barely aware of my surroundings, I stuck my head under the pillow, and let the radio scream until it decided to end its torturous and futile task with which it had been charged.
I realize it may seem an entirely unnecessary exercise, to regale you of the tales of my morning, but it is tangentially related to what I hope to communicated. Related, in as much, as it is part of the first considerations made when the negligee that would soon wrap my cogitation.
To you objections, I say pooh-pooh.
Yesterday, at a very late hour, I was unduly informed that Palestinakomiteen ( weirdo NGO committee that.. oh, you know what, just go to their site. ) intend to picket at Eurovision Song Contest. Uh, guise? Dick move.
I thought I’d be bothered enough by that to fuel a day of rage. This was very wrong.
First thing I see on twitter, is a reference to and old blog post that pokes fun at christians and implicitly those of all faiths. I’m not that bothered. Then there’s the comments section, and suddenly it’s like I’m reading The God Delusion all over again. Although, now it’s been written my a monkey. Through my superior intellect and amazing skills me having read a few of Dawkins’ books, I actually get what their arguments are, it all collapses when they’re not being communicated properly. Dwelling too long on the significance of a unicorn.
One of the most annoying things on this earth, are those irksome atheists that bury themselves in literature that reaffirms their views. They soak up established arguments and construct a dense wall of arrogance around themselves. I know, not all atheists are that obnoxious, but you don’t really need many jerks to ruin it for everybody. It’s hugely problematic, that atheism is somehow the polar opposite of religion, and atheists don’t understand on a fundamental level what religion is about.
Ok, now, without remotely acting out on what religion is about, I’m just going to playfully flirt with definition.
I posit, that religion isn’t theistic by definition. For this, I suggest paganism, wherein gods aren’t gods in the traditional sense, but perhaps better described as manifestations or sums of forces, elements or whatnots. Oh, and that Buddhism thing-y, wherein there is no deity, but rather some concept of infinity ( don’t tempt me. ever. I will spend days on this, and you’re never helpful ).
I also posit, that the sum life could be called a life’s narrative. A story told, wherein one seeks the answer to your life/reality/colour.
From my initial position, I indicate that it is not the deity but what the deity implies that is relevant for it to be labeled “religion”.
ONWARDS IN THIS RAMBLE!
Haha, oky-doky. In a very roudabout way, I’m not going to meld these two, by alluding to a belief that “religion” implies a certain perspective or understanding of the universe, of life and of everything. In theism the infinite deity structures the universe, and imposes some meaning ( no matter how vague or random). Yes. I’m suggesting that atheists are religious, in that they’ve made atheism a firm position – a stance – through which to look at the world. Especially the militant atheists, who seem to grasp to blatant certainty. ( I’m not touching theism. No matter the length of the poker )
AAAAAAAAARGH.
So! Hah! At some point, I was also told of blood type diets! And boy did they NOT help my day.
So, there’s this idea out there, that people of certain blood types might have better lives, if they tried to avoid some things, and eat more of other things. A diet. No, not the japanese diet. waht? no. not the german either. FOOD! You know! A nutritional regiment! Get it? Ok.
Quickly skimming through the wads of pseudoscience, the basic idea is that people with some blood types may react either poorly or badly to lectins, and if it’s bad, then avoid lectins. Rocket science, I know.
Playing along. I accept that people with a antigen may react poorly to some lectins. Not going to bother with the obvious correlation does not imply causation, but rather move on and ask how the poop that turns into O eating protein rich food, A a more vegetarian regimen and B doing for dairy products, when the basic idea is limited to lectins. I’m so annoyed, I’m going to have to get a hold of more descriptive literature and let the weirdo explain this.
This day’s been nothing but annoying. Militant atheists, quit being such monumental shitheads. don’t talk to me about food.
