The latest cartoon at The Atheist Pig (click on the link, too, so the cartoonist gets some hits):
Oops, commmented on the image url. Sorry!
Ha! Good one!
Same difference indeed!
Theists are so convinced that their imagined overlord is real, they have trouble to understand that some people really don’t believe in it. In order to deal psychologically with that fact, they try to convince themselves that atheists do not really deny god’s existence by suggesting that atheists are angy at god or hate him.
That most atheists are incapable of being angry or hating a non-existing being, is beyond their grasp.
Yep: Unbelief in unbelief.
Thanks. I appreciated that, especially if you make it self-refuting by looking at it the right way.
h/t Torcant Torcant,
I can’t really relate, at my house parents were always to blame for the gifts.
I was born at a time and in a part of the country where it was «Baby Jesus» who was on gift duty. In fact as things were explained by our parents, he didn’t bring the gifts, our parents gave him those things for his birthday, but as we had been nice well behaved kids he in turn gave them to us. It was kind of a shock when we later moved to Santa infested areas.
Don’t take this the wrong way — your parents were assholes.
They didn’t invent it themselves. Santa was an American import and reached first the big centers. Baby Jesus was the traditional figure associated with gift-giving.
But why *baby* Jesus? I must have missed the story in Sunday school about Jesus becoming a baby again after he finished his work on Earth.
Because you have to have the intellect of a baby to believe in this nonsense.
I now have a new comeback for that question. Thank you, Atheist Pig!
I was raised a Jehovah’s Witness. The anger can be overwhelming, makes me ill, makes me unhappy, poisons my relationships, distorts rational thinking, causes me to make poor decisions and although I have been out for over 25 years, religion is still victimizing me.
Santa Claus who brings us (as children) presents does not really exist.
God who brings us nothing, does nothing, answers no prayers, apparently exists.
Really? How do believers know that?
When you wish for something hard enough, it becomes real to you? That and the price of letting your doubts win has been set very high.
We used to sing
“O God, our help in ages past,
our hope for years to come,
our shelter from the stormy blast,
and our eternal home.
“Before the shadow of thy throne,
thy saints have dwelt secure;
sufficient is thine arm alone,
and our defense is sure.”
Yet not one word of that is supported by the slightest smidgin of evidence, and in fact such evidence as there is contradicts it.
For me it was Hot Wheel Sizzlers.
And probably also world peace.
Ironically, the Hot Wheels were real.
Reblogged this on The New Vehicle and commented:
If only everyone’s reasoning was so direct.
My parents bought and sold auction items. They once brought home several huge boxes of toy parts and asked me to assemble them. I’d get to keep a few and they would sell the rest.
It turned out to be mostly several complete lines of Micronauts toys and three or four KISS doll sets with all accessories. If only we had known…
Good thing I hated God so much and had all that pent-up spite energy to help me build dozens and dozens of those things.
Hey, great site. It’s in my bookmarks now.
I liked their page on the platypus
Will admit to getting a bit angry every time I hear “Why are atheists so angry?”
I’m mad because the Amalekites owed me back rent.
“Truth goes up in vapors
The steeples lean
Winds of change patriarchs
Snug in your bible belt dreams
God goes up the chimney
Like childhood Santa Claus
The good slaves love the good book
A rebel loves a cause”
from “Don’t Interrupt the Sorrow” by Joni Mitchell
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