Damnsle Inthis-Dress

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Je pense, donc je doute. Je suis. Je pense.

Monday, May 24, 2010

Okay, this will probably get me fired someday, but still...

I don't get it. I was raised Catholic and we had that whole Christian thing going on (no, really. The Catholics are Christian. Deal.) but then one day I really looked at what the whole thing was about and I thought:

What's the big deal? Jesus died for us? And? So fucking what? He knew he was a god. Where's the sacrifice? The pain of the whipping he got? The pain of the walk to Golgotha? Seriously? There are millions upon millions of people suffering worse, much, much, worse than that right now, as we speak, on a daily basis, for years on end.

If a person gives up hir life for someone else, that person is remembered as a hero because they made the "ultimate sacrifice". And we refer to it as the "ultimate sacrifice" specifically because we don't know what comes after death. Probably nothing. That's what the odds say, anyway. So that's why it's a sacrifice: A person is giving up everything for a possible nothing.

And this guy, who (in the context of the tale) knew he was a god, who knew what came after death, who knew there was actually NOTHING at stake for him to give up his life... We're supposed to be grateful for this, why?

What was actually sacrificed?

This Jesus dude - he knew he was a god and he knew what came after death; the "book" is very specific about that. So what kind of sacrifice was it really? In the cosmic scheme of things, we're talking like a very small hangnail worth of pain. If that. How is that inspiring?

Seriously, I want to know. How does some guy going thru something that he knows is going to turn out all right supposed to “save us all“? Especially when he knows he’s a GOD?

Anyone? I open the floor…

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

I Love

...when I make a weird sound (like when I imitate the wolf howl from the opening credits of Buffy the Vampire Slayer) and my cat looks at me like "What the fuck, woman?!?!?" and does a u-turn and slinks away from me.

I love that.