My invisible friend is better than yours

I'm not sure why I bothered writing that piece on McKenzie. Afterwards, I went from a contented state of righteous indignation to a deep and gloomy depression.

I realised that no matter how many times these characters are outed as charlatans, there will always be someone willing to swallow their shtick (so to speak). This is also the paradox of religion in the modern world–how can a person exist today, at the pinnacle of human scientific knowledge, and yet cling stubbornly to obvious superstitious hokem such as, say, the Bible?

I am a little tired of 'respecting people's faith,' as if it were a virtue to deny bald facts in the face of overwhelming evidence. Besides, I'm not arguing about the existence of God here–any man of reason will entertain a thoughtful and considered debate about cosmology and the nature of the universe.

I'm talking about people's absolute belief in patently absurd and ludicrous dogma.

[Joseph Smith's plates (and the whole Mormon story, really); Scientology's Xenu (and crazy followers); the endless absurdities of The Bible; a Prophet of Peace myth which denies the violence of Islam's birth.]

All religions are full of the same fairytale nonsense. When are we going to grow up?

Irish society is being modernised. We are starting to accept change. Perhaps one day we'll be as well-ordered as, maybe, Sweden. Nothing much wrong with Sweden, is there? They seem to be getting on with things quite well, despite the fact that their population may be as much as 85% atheist.

At some stage we got the internet (just about). We got mobile phones (definitely). With a bit of patience, we may someday even get rid of all the holy relics. They say that the relentless materialism of our consumerist society is making us godless; well, at least it's good for something.