I'm not not even mad at any particular organized religion, and I haven't studied enough theology to truly favor one over the other. On paper, I think every religion has its merits and is generally peachy keen. In practice, I find the rituals of some religions exhausting, but my laziness has nothing to do with this article. Save the religions I may or may not be making up right now, where participants sacrifice infants, eat poop three times a day or commit other grievous acts to get the favor of some unknown energy or creator, I think religion and mythologies are pretty cool. I get a little rumble-y in my tummy when I think of how several major religions have used faith to encourage otherwise kind and rational people to abandon all they know is right and do some horrible things. If the purpose of religion is to control people, in a lot of cases, it's doing a bang up job. "Let's go do some heinous shit because a few contrary words came out of a dude who said he had a private conversation with God." That idea alone makes me want to write an angry breakup text to the concept of organized religion.
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