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The Book of
Haggai is ostensibly a motivational book-on-tape series to the people
of Judea, guilting them into dropping their self-absorbed, "let's
focus on surviving" ways to better worship up theyselves a
little God. If they'd been living the good life and decided God
could just go worship Himself for a bit, I could understand the
outrage. But they'd only just returned home after having been sold
into slavery for 50 years, Haggai. Let the poor bastards unpack
before you get in their faces about tithes.
To phrase it
another way: if you're putting forward that God wants me stop picking
up the smoldering pieces of my children's skulls so I can build
you a house, either get God's ass down here in person to show me
the blueprints or mix the cement yourself, thanks.
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The
central rallying cry of the new atheistic philosophy:
"We Honestly Don't Have The First Fucking Clue
What's Out There. But Come On — You're So Not Even
Close." |
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There's
probably room for compromise on both sides of the burden of proof
issue, I think. The key lies in atheists needing to be a little
clearer on their Ouroborosian non-belief belief system. Namely,
they need to concede that they aren't denying the existence of a
god so much as the existence of this God — the capitalized
one with the pre-Christian desert morality who listens to everyone's
thoughts and wants you to come live with Him after He destroys the
universe. With this small clarification, the athiest comes off less
like a hypocrite convinced he or she has all the answers, and more
like just a collosal dickhead who's built up an entire belief system
with the sole purpose of mocking another (a vast improvement, I
think).
This subtle
nuance transforms atheism from a minority group of weepy Doubting
Thomases into an aggressive hybrid of skeptic and instigator —
much like agnostics, but without all that embarrassing fence-sitting
that makes "agnostic" so interchangable with "huge
pussy." In
essence, Atheist 2.0 admits he or she has no concrete answers.
All they're concerned about is the central rallying cry of the new
atheistic philosophy: "We Honestly Don't Have The First Fucking
Clue What's Out There. But Come On — You're So Not Even Close."
“I smote you with blasting and with mildew and with
hail in all the labours of your hands; yet ye turned not to me,
saith the LORD.”
(Hag 2:17)
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