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August AtoZ: Under God

Oh. My. God.

Ha, seriously.

It’s not okay to SAY God, but…

… it’s okay to print God on money?

… it’s okay to utter God in memorized pledges that most kids don’t even understand?

… it’s okay to carve God on a huge slab of stone outside buildings?

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Lemme tell you how awesome I find the whole “Let’s build an idol and not call it an idol” thing. There’s this huge church down I-75 that used to have a gigantoid statue of Jesus towering over the highway. It was seriously immense, to the point that folks locally referred to it as “Big Butter Jesus” because of its off-white coloring. We also called it “Touchdown Jesus” because its arms were reaching up into the sky… reaching so far up into the heavens, as a matter of fact, that a bolt of lightning struck it, and the entire structure burnt the fuck down. No, for realz. Read all about it here.

But whatever. I thought the statue was stupid, but if the worshiping masses enjoy a freak show, I guess that’s their prerogative. What I did mind, and what a zillion other people minded, was the amount of money they were going to pour into having it rebuilt.

A church. Supposed to be a house of spiritual replenishment, and a helpmeet for the needy. And instead of spending money where it’s needed, they were going to spend it on a ridiculous idol. And there it is.

Actually, I just read that they are still planning to rebuild. Hold on a second while I go puke because of the unfairness of the world. And then, I’ll be another moment while I try and find a number to contact the Mother Ship that dropped me on the stupid planet.

Shit.

I’m back. Couldn’t find the number. Guess I’m stuck here in Hell after all. So let’s talk about how great it is that “Under God” is included in all our public goings-on. I’m not an angry atheist or anything. I actually attended a group consisting of highly irate anti-God assholes, and they are a bad, bad bunch of jerks. Worse even than the Bible-thumpers of which they poke fun. And THAT is pretty fucking bad.

So hey. I’m not like anti-God and whatnot. I’m totally down with the idea of faith, and hope, and spirituality, and the Golden Rule, and loving our neighbors, and forgiveness, and repenting for naughty behavior, and all that other “peace” kind of thing. I think it’s all pretty goddamn great, actually.

And I think it’s even MORE great when people actually follow through on this shit, as opposed to just spouting it like an ever-flowing verbal fountain of uber-kindess that actually tastes like the tap water that flows from faucets on fracked lands.

But whatever.

What I don’t like is assholes. Guess that goes without saying, though. So let me try this again.

What I don’t like is people who force their beliefs on others. What makes YOU so sure your brand of Christianity (or whatever-it-is you practice in your darkest of hours) is the best and most perfect one out there? Even among those who claim to follow the Bible 100% there is great dissent. And I have found that the more Bible-follow-ish people claim to be, the more asshole-ish they are.

Which circles back around to my previous statement: What I don’t like is assholes.

So. “Under God” needs to be removed from public use materials. Dollars and oaths, buildings and statues… anything owned by a combined and joint effort needs to reflect that group of which it is composed. And “Under God” just doesn’t come close to defining this nation. There are way too many assholes for this to be even fractionally correct.

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AtoZ August 2012 — A Month of Controversy

Throughout the money of August 2012, my dear friend Aaron @dadblunders and I are doing a dry run of the Blogging From A to Z Challenge. This past April was my first official participation in such activity, and I had no idea what I was doing. No theme, no forethought, purely spur-of-the-moment. This time around, I have a plan. Join the fun!

For this event, I am engaging in a month of controversy. Consider yourself forewarned.

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