I’m reading Hank Fox’s book Blue Collar Atheist – and it’s fantastic.
He has me choking up on one page, then giggling on the next, then shrieking with laughter on the next. He’s a genius with metaphors. I love love love this book.
Some good lines –
…we live in a society so permeated by goddiness that the idea that there might not be a God seems perversely even more mystical. [p 5]
On the emancipation of escaping the entanglement of religion and the peace that goes with it:
It was the peace of understanding that, while there might be quite a lot of the world unknown to me, there was nothing purposely concealed. [p 14]
I love that. It’s exactly what I think: the hiding cheating lying tricking aspect of the putative god is one of the things that I hate the most.
There’s an absolutely brilliant bit about candy bars and explanation, that culiminates with the mystery of M&Ms – that was the bit that got a window-rattling shriek of laughter from me this morning.
Tell all your friends. Seriously.