Angry Atheist Syndrome

May 1, 2016

wwwangry

 

The following exchange from Kurt Vonnegut’s novel Slaughterhouse-Five takes place in a  WWII POW camp between a German guard and an American prisoner.  It highlights the arbitrary and capricious nature of human existence.

An American had muttered something which a guard did not like. The guard knew English, and he hauled the American out of ranks, knocked him down.
The American was astonished. He stood up shakily, spitting blood. He had meant no harm by what he had said, evidently, had no idea the guard would hear or understand.
“Why me?” he asked the guard.
Vy you? Vy anybody?” he said.

“That’s not fair” is a common kid complaint, to which parents in Southern California sometimes respond “If you want fair, go to Pomona.” (Pomona is where the LA County Fairgrounds are.)  In other words, “Life ain’t fair, kid; you better hurry up and get used to it.”

Human beings (and at least some of our poop-flinging primate cousins) are hardwired by evolution to seek fairness and equity. So a big part of the human struggle consists of coming to terms with a world where, as poet Robert Pinsky notes,  “nobody gets what they deserve more than everybody else.

This is something that Christian and nonbeliever alike must deal with. Theosophy is the branch of theology devoted to answering the following question: How can a just, merciful, and loving God allow so much suffering to exist in the world? Here are some stock answers: God is a mystery beyond human comprehension; God will mete out perfect distributive justice in the afterlife; humanity is “fallen” (it’s Eve’s darn fault for eating that blasted apple.)

As a devout deist, I also believe that God is beyond human comprehension. But unlike Christians, I refuse to anthropomorphize God in order to reduce the incomprehensible chasm between God and humanity. And I think it’s extremely unlikely that God gives a rat’s patootie about me or about anything else for that matter. (Caring about things is a function of possessing a physical body; I really can’t imagine that God has one. Besides, the universe was around for a long, long time before humans showed up, so existence obviously isn’t about us.)

So how do I face life each day despite all of the suffering and injustice in the world? By constantly reminding myself about everything that is good and beautiful in this world, especially Love.

Unfortunately, not all atheists are as well-adjusted as I am. And many atheists fall into the trap of hating God and religion because it’s so much easier than confronting the font of anger which dwells within their breasts.

Such God-hating atheists as Christopher Hitchens, Richard Wright, and Bill Maher come off as pathetic, bellowing fools.

The subtitle of a book Hitchens wrote about organized religion is How Religion Spoils Everything.  Everything?  Talk about your unsubstantiated sweeping generalizations.

Like Hitchens, Richard Wright is incapable of appreciating anything that is good or beautiful about organized religion. In his memoir Black Boy, Wright heaps scorn on the African American church, a great and lovely institution which, in addition to offering succor to so many in pain, has also been at the forefront of the heroic struggle for civil rights.

Wright is “disgusted” by the “snobbery, clannishness, gossip, intrigue, petty class rivalry, and conspicuous displays of cheap clothing” which he encounters in church. Of course, with the possible exception of “cheap clothing,” these phenomena are apparent in all human institutions. It is disheartening that Wright’s quest to slay all dragons prevents him from experiencing the virtuous aspects of organized Christianity. He is absolutely blind to the worldly fellowship, charity, comfort, hope, and spiritual fulfillment religion has to offer. And the immense beauty of religious art and music are completely lost on him. As Wright sees it, “(t)he naked will to power seemed always to walk in the wake of a hymn”.

Bill Maher called religion a “neurological disorder” Of course, Bill Maher also said that children are “assholes” (presumable because they disturb him on airplanes.) And Maher also said that women are liars because he once gave his date twenty dollars to pick up something at the store and she forgot to give him change. Critical thinking is obviously not Bill Maher’s strong suit. (Arianna Huffington suggested that her friend Bill Maher needs to start dating a better class of women.)

 

by Richard W. Bray

Flowers and Fourth Dates Monogamy and Free Weights

April 30, 2016

wwwflowerman

I ain’t no kid
Knocking at your door
Time to decide
If it’s a man
You’re looking for

If you’re ready for a guy who likes
Flowers and fourth dates
Monogamy and free weights
A real man done shown up
And I’ll love you like a grownup

Put away your knickknacks
Your dollies
And your toys
When you’re ready
To forget about
All those little boys

If you’re ready for a guy
With tools and a hardhat
Who isn’t here to play that
A real man done shown up
And I’ll love you like a grownup

Not Sure How I Did It

April 24, 2016

wwwlovesong

Other guys got bathrooms
That are bigger than my yard
Other guys are loaded
But they never work too hard

I got your laughter
And your smile and your grace
And I’m the only one
Who gets to kiss your pretty face

Other guys are tall and tan
With perfect teeth and hair
Other guys got fancy cars
And fifty more to spare

I got you in the morning
And I got you at night
I got you in my bed
And that makes everything alright

Other guys are famous
Because they sing in bands
Other guys got tv shows
And rabid screaming fans

I got your wisdom
And your friendship and your time
Not sure how I did it
But I’m glad I made you mine

by Richard W. Bray

I Used To…

April 23, 2016

wwwkristenwen

I used to smile at the babies
And sing with the birds
I used to serenade you
With all my pretty words

My soul
Was beaming
Now my
Bloody heart
Is screaming
Cuz you laughed
At my dreaming
And broke me
With your scheming

I used to walk in sunshine
I used to plant flowers
I dawdled in the meadow
And dreamed of you for hours

My soul
Was beaming
Now my
Bloody heart
Is screaming
Cuz you laughed
At my dreaming
And broke me
With your scheming

I cherished every moment
Of our blesséd happy life
Till the day that you told me
You would never be my wife

My soul
Was beaming
Now my
Bloody heart
Is screaming
Cuz you laughed
At my dreaming
And broke me
With your scheming

 

by Richard W. Bray

Chronic Talkaholic

April 17, 2016

wwwtalkaholic

You state and speak
And yap and gab
You lecture and scold
And gossip and blab

You’re a chronic talkaholic
And every word you say
Is a futile attempt
To try and get away

You utter and spiel
And spout and spew
But you never come up
With anything new

You’re a chronic talkaholic
Every word you ever said
Is an effort to avoid
The crazy in your head

 

by Richard W. Bray

Coffee Coffee Joy Joy

April 16, 2016

wwwwcofeee

Rich and dark and lovely
I drink my coffee straight
Serve it hot and fresh
I don’t got time to wait

Coffee Coffee Joy Joy
I crave you every day
You never disappoint me
Don’t ever go away

Percolate or press it,
Or cook it drip by drip
Just fill my thirsty mug
I cherish every sip

Coffee Coffee Joy Joy
I crave you every day
You never disappoint me
Don’t ever go away

Intoxicants hurt my head
Or make the room spin round
Coffee is the only drug
That never lets me down

Coffee Coffee Joy Joy
I crave you every day
You never disappoint me
Don’t ever go away

Don’t need no fancy mocha
Don’t need no Frappuccino
A simple steaming cup of Jo
And I am good to go

Coffee Coffee Joy Joy
I crave you every day
You never disappoint me
Don’t ever go away

 

by Richard W. Bray

she broke me so bad

April 15, 2016

wwwbroken man

She broke me so bad
I’m drinking beer for my brunch
And a bottle of whiskey
Is all I have for lunch

She broke me so bad
I fell apart and lost my job
I’m begging on the corner
I swindle and I rob

She broke me so bad
My anatomy stings
She got me seeing monsters
And hearing crazy things

She broke me so bad
My life is such a drag
Got a heart torn and tattered
Like a dirty old rag

I’m lost and I’m loaded
And I’m sick and I smell
I gave all my sweet lovin
To a demon from hell

by Richard W. Bray

Who Knew?

April 10, 2016

wwwwmoonlight

Moonlight can caress a face
Who knew?
I never thought I’d meet someone
Like you

Rainbows are so radiant
Who knew?
After rainstorms birds chirp in
The dew

Sunshine is so glorious
Who knew?
I’m bathing in the light since I
Found you

Stars are so spectacular
Who knew?
A billion billion worlds where love
Might brew

The universe is beautiful
Who knew?
Since I discovered that you like
Me too

by Richard W. Bray

Teeter Totter

April 8, 2016

wwwwteeter

My daddy beat me every day
When other kids went out to play
My daddy taught me right from wrong
He made me pure; he made me strong

Wonderin’ what it’s all about
Turns my insides inside out
It hurts to look inside my head
I’d rather just hate you instead

My side’s right and yours is wrong
We’re good and great and pure and strong
You’re demonic; you are sick
Your words are just an evil trick

Wonderin’ what it’s all about
Turns my insides inside out
It hurts to look inside my head
I’d rather just hate you instead

I’ll never walk inside your shoes
We can’t win until you lose
Life’s a seesaw; I can’t twiddle
There is nothing in the middle

Wonderin’ what it’s all about
Turns my insides inside out
It hurts to look inside my head
I’d rather just hate you instead

by Richard W. Bray

Drivin Down Your Freeway

April 4, 2016

wwwdrivin

I’m lost in the sun
On the 101
Dragging round a torment
That weighs a ton

What can I do
To get back to you?
Can’t find the 57
From the 22

I can drive and drive
On the 405
But I was too dumb
To keep our love alive

I cry again and again
I’ll never take the 10
Back to Cucamonga
And my best friend

I could get away clean
On the 215
Never look back
And bust out of this scene

by Richard W. Bray