Indeed, it’s better if you don’t need celestial coercion or reward.
Sky Daddy is the meanest daddy of all.
I support your case. I feel like we atheist, should stop hide with our beliefs and opinions just because we don’t believe any nonsense. As we see how religion is harming people, our country, or even entire world we should stand up, and ,,convert” people ourselves to only truth, that there’s no invisible sadistic bastard! It’s atheism 2.0 (that’s not my concept, sadly) and end this tyrany Religion is the worst invention a man. We atheists should support each other, and I support you
Thank you, I appreciate it.
The thing is though that I don’t believe you can “convert” people. They can only convert themselves.
What “Atheism 2.0″/”New Atheism” is about is not apologising for, as you say, not believing in nonsense - unproven, factless superstitions. Being visible, saying that we’re not going away, and challenging the expectation of superstitious theism as the default, pandered position, immune to analysis and criticism.
As I’ve said before, there are parallels with the gay community: demanding equal treatment under the law (#1, #2), debunking propaganda touting atheists as dangerous or immoral (#3, #4, #5, #6), and normalizing atheism through visibility… revealing one’s atheism is even referred to as “coming out” and can result in similar social and familial exclusion and other repercussions - even career implications.
You can’t make people accept gay people or atheists, but you can, over time - and as universal access to information helps make the world more egalitarian and secular - make them look backwards and foolish for sticking with baseless, stupid stereotypes and bigotry. Hopefully, over time, they will eventually become the outlying lunatic minority, just as we laugh at Flat Earthers. (But we will still treat them better than they treated us.)
The obvious difference in the analogy being that you can’t change your sexual orientation, but you can stop being an irrational, blinkered, superstitious theist. Many have.
We just have to keep asking the questions and pushing the points: Why do you believe what you believe? Are they good, well-founded reasons? How did you come to the conclusion those beliefs are uniquely true?
As evolution demonstrates, over time, small, sometimes almost imperceptible changes add up. Just keep chipping away, making those small cracks.
And refuse to apologise for not bowing to Magical Sky Santa. Whichever fairytale it belongs to and whatever form it supposedly takes.
If your belief in a personal relationship with one of the many “one true” magical sky wizards makes you happy, then fine. If you don’t want that belief dissected, analysed, criticised and debunked, leaving you looking like an ignorant idiot, then simply shut your fat pie-hole.
“If I tell you there's a monster living under my bed, you would say, well, that sounds ridiculous Seth, give me proof. I said, well, you just have to take it on faith that I'm telling the truth.
With the invisible man living in the sky, we are essentially asked to do just that.”
-- Seth MacFarlane
.sdrawkcab si dlrow ehT
Goodbye, supernatural magical sky monsters. You were barely passable campfire ghost-story placeholders filling the gap between our curiosity and our understanding of the world around us, right up until the point where we realized we’re more moral, more reasonable and know more than you, than we endowed you with, thereby holding us back in a prison of our own creation when we invented you. So, it’s time to say goodbye, and fondly remember the good times... uh... the time when... uh... oh, when... wait... I guess that full five minutes before you started that eternal vendetta against us for eating your lunch. Yeah, not gonna miss that...
The sky demon that drowned our ancestors is still out to get us.
Find some new myths. We grew out of the old ones.
If you’re going to start with “as an atheist,” you would do better to tell me that Kahless will be mad and I’ll never get into Sto-vo-kor, or that Primus will be angry and I’ll never rejoin the Well of All Sparks. At least then our conversation would have somewhere to go.