ATHEISM IS A RELIGIOUS TERM

It is understandable if a person wants to identify themself by their belief in a religion, a church, a political party, an ethnicity…; but it absolutely makes no sense that you would feel the need to identify yourself by what you do not believe.

I do not believe in vampires, werewolves, zombies, big foot, fairies, alien autopsies, ghost or things that go bump in the night.

I do not believe that the world is flat or that the sun rotes around the earth.

I do not believe that dinosaurs and humans existed at the same time

I do not believe that a snake whispered to a woman who ate an apple which brought sin into the world.

I do not believe that a six-hundred-year-old man and his hundred-year-old sons built a boat and sailed on a flood that mixed salt water and fresh water, carrying two of every animal on earth, and that upon landing a kangaroo hopped twelve thousand miles across three continents to go home to Australia.

I do not believe that a child was born to a virgin.

I do not believe that statues bleed. 

I do not believe in devils and demons and angles and gods, or in a physical heaven or hell.

I do not believe a man god walked on water, or that a brutal human sacrifice was performed to ‘take away the sins of the world.’

The name Atheist is a religious term that supposes the legitimizing of religious beliefs and proposes to delegitimize anyone that doesn’t accept the fairy tale. 

If you feel the need to attach a name to me to identify what I don’t believe in, me you might just call me sane – I can live with that.

the Ol’Buzzard

SCIENCE vs RELIGION

People that accept science are aware that Einstein’s theory on the curvature of space time has allowed us to program GPS to accuracy within a few feet, and program space probes to explore other planet and universes.

Quantum mechanics have led the way to micro-miniature circuitry that allows us to have computers and cell phones.

DNA research is curing age old illnesses and opening up new fields in research and development that will benefit the human race, and medical research has led to new treatments for cancer, AIDS, and other devastating diseases.  

Fields in biology are helping us to understand life on this planet, and chemist are developing new products that make our everyday life better.

While people that deem their knowledge from a two-thousand-year-old book, written in the desert at a time when the wheel borrow was cutting edge technology, believe that people can return from the dead; walk on water; part an ocean with a stick; put two of every animal on earth in a wooden ship and sail around for forty days; produce wine, bread and fish with magic… and pray away all of their problems because some magical god in the sky that looks exactly like them, loves them – because their book tells them so.

the Ol’Buzzard

IT ALL GOES BACK TO THE HOKEY POKEY.

I started this blog asking the question, ‘Is the hokey pokey really what it is all about?’

The one thing I have discovered in my seventy-plus years is, as expressed in the Life of Brian, the meaning of life is - there is no meaning of life.

Many physicists have defined the human race as an accidental anomaly occurring on a small planet rotating around an unimpressive star in a galaxy of billions of stars, in a universe of billions of galaxies.

And then there is my 4 a.m. thinking from a physics background:

Our solar system looks amazingly similar to our conception of an atom; in which case we would be occupying an electron that we call earth rotating around a nucleus we call the sun.

  

Now our atom (solar system) is one of billions of atoms rotating a nucleus (black hole) forming a molecule we call the galaxy. 

That molecule is one of billions of molecules that make up a pustule on the ass of a half drunk female in leathers sitting on a bar stool in a biker bar in another dimension, comparing her tats with the bartender.

We, the human race of Earth, might call her God.

Now she in turn is sitting on an electron making up an atom that is part of a molecule …

And it’s turtles all the way down. 

 

These thoughts keep me awake early in the morning. 

the Ol'Buzzard

WHAT IS GOD REALLY LIKE?

Mark Twain in Letters From the Earth said that God was a horse fly. 

But, maybe Calvin has it right:

  
the Ol'Buzzard

EASTER: THE SEED OF CHRISTIANITY - OR HAVE ANOTHER CHOCOLATE RABBIT

Weeks of Christian religious mania has finally culminated with the eating of chocolate bunnies and dyed hard boiled eggs; all because a man died horribly on the cross and then was proclaimed as a god.

 

Getting past the celebration of human sacrifice commemorated by cannibalism (transubstantiation,) or at least token mock cannibalism (communion) if you are protestant, you wonder why sane and rational people would buy into the myth.  

 But sane and rational is on a sliding scale, sliding all the way down to Pentecostals.

You just can’t reason with ignorance.  

the Ol'Buzzard

The president is now getting heat from the Christian 'right' about his comments that all religions, including Christianity, have gone through eras of religious mania resulting in unbelievable atrocities.     

He actually fell short of literally condemning all religions - including Christianity - that serve no actual purpose on the earth except to divide.   The few food pantries run by good people are not a counter argument.  

the Ol'Buzzard

A BUZZARD EGG OMELET #28

In this cycle of Islamic terrorism all the progressive pundits on radio and TV are declaring that the problem is not the religion, but a few religious extremist who must be blamed. 

   

But, of course, it is the religion.   Not just ‘their’ religion but all religions.

  

The tenant of all religions are ludicrous when separated and viewed outside the context of religion.

Just the idea of an all knowing and infallible super designer that created the perfect earth and universe just to house his special creatures – created in his likeness…    Really?

As an engineer this Guy sucks.    I wouldn't let him build a shed.    His design of the female system is example enough.   The parts all look good but as far as reliability they break down and spend more time in the shop than a Chrysler minivan. 

  

I have heard it said that God is female; but why would She inflect childbirth, periods, PMS, menopause, urinary tract infections, vaginal problems, ovarian cancer, breast cancer and all the other maladies that plague the female system onto her sisterhood? 

 

And why is it men want sex all the time and women would rather paint their toe nails?  

 

Next to sex the greatest pleasure is food.   I love eggs, maybe more than bacon.   Why is it that all the good foods are poisonous to our system and bean curds and broccoli are good for you?   What kind of sick shit is that?  Who designed this?

Then there are all the ruled – each religion has their own list and interpretation.     Also, the quandary of who is going to heaven with you and who is not; who you are supposed to like and who are you supposed to disdain - the religious inspired bigotry and violence that encompasses every nation at the insistence of religions.

  

All this on the promise of some insubstantial glorious life after death in some otherworldly utopia.

  

Without this vague promise of life after death there would be no religions. 

Marx called religion the opiate of the people; but, it would be better described as the curse of the human race.

the Ol’Buzzard

MAN IS MADE IN GOD’S IMAGE

MAN IS MADE IN GOD’S IMAGE

AND

GOD IS SUCH A PRICK THAT HE THOUGHT NOTHING OF FUCKING DROWNING EVERYBODY. 

Everyone is appalled at the cruelty of ISIL – but should we be?   The natural desire of groups to live fear free, and especially the affluence of our country, allows us to maintain a system of laws and standard of behavior that suppresses the darker nature of our human kind.

  

We are all (especially males) capable of heinous cruelties toward people ‘not like us.’  You see it in wars and insurrections and mob violence…  When the veneer of civilization is removed the human being often reverts to its baser animal instincts.

You want a snapshot of the nature of human beings?  Just watch elementary kids on the playground barbarize the week and different.

  

Our closest kin in the animal kingdom is the Chimpanzee.  We share 98.4% of our DNA makeup with our simian cousins.    When we see the actions of a marauding band of male chimps attacking a weaker band we are seeing a mirror image of ICIL.

From the earliest history of mankind, cruelty toward weaker groups or individuals has been the bloody legacy of our species.  War is the natural state for humans and peace the interval for rearmament.

Stoning, beheading, lynching, burning, electrocution, gas chambers, shootings, knifings, beatings, drowning, rape, torture: How can I kill the?  Let me count the ways…

We are all capable – and capable of justification…

  

We can put a hellfire missile up your ass baby, and that evening go home and have a barbecue with our family.

 

Decapitating: It is an atrocity when someone else does it; but when we nuke a quarter of a million men, women, and children – we are the good guys; just bringing peace, justice and the American way to the ‘others’ - the bad guys.

I’m just saying:

the Ol’Buzzard

GODS AND ANGELS AND BILLY GOATS

Today is Sunday.  Did you go to Church?

I can’t take religion seriously.   Man has created a God in his own image and by extension deified himself.   At some point man believes he will ascend into the realm of God (s) where he become eternal – a demigod.

Why women fall in line for Christianity is a mystery.   Christianity is a patriarch construct in which women were created as lesser beings.  According to Christian doctrine women are responsible for sin and pain and suffering in the world; they are the seducers, and harlots and defiers of God: …turned to salt…”get the away from me woman.”

In this country we seem to fear Islam’s Sharia Law; but if fundamentalist Christians were ever able to usurp the government their Christian Law would be as horrible and violent as Islam's.   After all they both believe in the Old Testament and Leviticus reads the same for Christians as Islamist.  

Besides that Christians have been there and done that before.

I actually believe in billy goats.

the Ol'Buzzard

MAN CREATED IS HIS IMAGE

Man is made in His image

What a fearsome thought

Man the killer

Man the eater flesh

Man the executioner

Man the rapist

Man the murderer

Man the destroyer

Man the selfish – the ignorant – the bigot

Man the defiler of children

Man the orchestrator of war and genocide

And if there were a heaven

Which there isn’t

Ruled by such a maniacal entity

What a cruel place to contemplate eternity

the Ol'Buzzard

DON’T CALL ME AN ATHEIST.

I have blogged before about my resentment of the term ‘atheist.’      

Why do I need a title to denote what I do not believe in?  

I do not believe in vampires; I do not believe in werewolves; I do not believe in the Easter bunny, I do not believe in Santa Clause; I do not believe in Bugs Bunny and rabbits that talk; I do not believe in fairies; I do not believe in angels; I do not believe in devils;  I do not believe in demons;  and I don’t believe in the Christian fairy tale.   So why, from this short list of the many things I do not believe in must I carry a title to denote only one of my many disbeliefs?

I also believe that the word ‘atheist’ somehow legitimizes the Christian religion.   It presupposes that there is a god and that Christ was a living breathing man who pissed and shit and woke up many days with a hard on - and was a god living on earth. 

If you don’t believe in global warming and evolution you are a ‘science denier’ – you are guilty of ignorance of factual data and as such can be titled.   But, the god and Christ fiction has no basis in face – it requires blind faith of its followers.   You don’t need a title not to buy into to someone else’s fantasy.  

Fundamentalist religions, whether they are Muslim or Christian, are dangerous precepts.   They have fanatical followers that are so convinced of their own rightness and righteousness that they are able to justify any atrocity in the name of their god.  Evangelicals are only one step away from the Taliban –only our laws restrict them.

“Religion easily has the greatest bullshit story ever told”

From: Napalm and Sillyputty by George Carlin.

The way I see it, there is only one drawback in denying religions:  there is no one to call to during orgasm.

the Ol’Buzzard

AN ATHEIST SEES THE LIGHT

I gave up religion soon after graduating from high school.   It always bugs me when I am called an atheist, because I don’t believe I need a name to define me by what I don’t believe.  

I don’t believe in big foot, zombies, vampires, fairies or gnomes and I don’t need a special title to proclaim me a sensible person.   Likewise, I don’t need a title to identify that I don’t believe in a magical man living in some fantasy realm that controls everything that happens here on earth. 

But lately I have changed my mind…I believe that there may be a deity: a GODDESS, and that all the women on earth are witches and have a special hidden connection with the GREAT MOTHER. 

The goal of the GODDESS is obviously to make all men appear foolish and thereby, in our own minds, covertly subservient to the female of the species.   SHE is able to accomplish this because HER witches, that inhabit our lives, have special imps and mini-demons they can set upon us when we become to arrogant. 

   

To begin with, HER females have bodies that can enchant us with an illusion of sexual gratification that instantly turns us males into drooling automatons, and they are able to finesse this power in a way that always keeps us distracted when ever we are in their presence.  

SHE has given HER witches, for their pleasure and entertainment, imps and mini-demons they can use to bedevil us males.

I was recently doing carpentry work, and measure a board for cutting – then measuring it twice for accuracy.    When I cut the board and laid it in place I found to my astonishment that it was ½ inch too short.  I slammed down the board and let out a string of cuss words.  Now, I hadn’t seen my wife all morning but when I looked up she was watching me from the window.   She shook her head and said, ‘You should measure twice before you cut.   Then she  disappeared…  ZAP!

There was the time we were in my truck and I hear an unusual rattling noise.  I ask my wife if she heard it.  She looks at me incredulously and said she couldn’t hear anything.’   Eventually the rattle drove me nuts and I took the truck to my mechanic.   The mechanic drove the truck and there is no rattle.   I drove out of the shop and the rattle was instantly back.  I turned around and went back to the shop but again the mechanic couldn’t hear the noise.   

When I got home my wife looks at me with attentive eyes while her cat weaves between her feet, and she asked what the mechanic found.   I told her they couldn’t find the noise.  She shook her head and walked away leaving the cat staring at me with big blue eyes before following her – and I swear the cat was shaking her head…SHAZAM!

These and a thousand other instances that have left me standing in her presence with egg on my face have me almost convinced.   It has happened too often to be just my stupidity.   It happens too often to other males to be our collective stupidity.  There has to be some divine intervention, some GODDESS that can leave us males groveling for our self respect in front of our women (witches.)

the Ol’Buzzard

   

MY GOD IS THE GOD OF TITS AND WINE.

The lord of light wants his enemies burned.
The drowned god wants them drowned.
Why are all the gods such vicious cunts?
Where is the god of tits and wine?

  

After an afternoon of love making with my beautiful wife

We lay naked in bed together cooled by a breeze from the ceiling fan.

She is snuggled up to me and her breathing is shallow and relaxed

But I lie awake – I can’t sleep – my mind moves from pointless image to pointless image.

Though age does not necessarily make me wiser it has sharpened my focus.

I no longer plan for some distant future; I no longer trouble myself by things I can’t effect.

I have distilled my life to the basics with a goal to enjoy what I can.

Does that sound egocentric?  We are born alone and we die alone – what happens in between is tainted by want, lust and striving for achievement.  Petty goals and acquired possessions drive us – work and obligations to others fill our days.  Our ideas of pleasure are hurried, hollow and contrived, and ego drives our waking moments. 

Our time here on earth is short, and mine is drastically shorter. 

Careers, adventures and love affairs – politics, wars and social issues now all take a backward step in urgency.

Here on earth – the now is what I have; and before the sickness, the aches and pains and rot that will take me away I owe it to myself to enjoy this and every day.   Our lives can still have meaning in the things that bring us pleasure. 

We can make the departing more acceptable by the things we do each day.

See friends when they are companionable and family when they are loving, but avoid outrageous fate.  

There is no heaven or hell – there is no sky fairy to influence the outcome of the football game.  

  

At some point as you age you need to reset priorities and find a new god.

MY GOD IS DEFINITELY THE GOD OF TITS AND WINE.

the Ol’Buzzard

A BUZZARD EGG OMELET #12

SEX IN THE MORNING - IT'S A MALE THING?

One reason I know that some all powerful God didn’t create man, is that men and women are basically so incompatible.  

I recently saw a chart about male and female sexual response.   It seems that males are most ardent in the morning and their curve decreases throughout the day ebbing at night; where as, women are at their lowest receptivity in the morning and increase to their peak at night.  The curves intersect at around 4 p.m. as the optimal time when both are equally responsive.  

I think this curve is probably correct, as I wake up (as do most boys and men) randy – though I would never turn down the offer at night.

Occasionally, when I wake in the morning and my wife is asleep with her back to me, I will quietly sidle over to her side of the bed, snuggle up conforming my body to her's, move my hips a little bit, put my arms around her and try to take hold of one of the girls – then I’ll whisper: How about a little morning delight…sunrise loving…roll in the hay…poke in the whiskers… jump your bones…a quickie…    Then suddenly I will get an elbow to the ribs or a fist to the stomach or a kick on the shins.  

My question is: Is this elder abuse?   And if so, do you think I could parlay (black mail) it into a blow job?  

I’m just asking.

The Ol’Buzzard