Son, you’re entire argument is, “I don’t have to think about the logistics of what I’m proposing, I just have to march in time to Dear Leader’s beat and follow the Ancient Book Written By Troglodytes, and happiness shall be mine! But not yours, because you use your filthy brain to think and question and shall forever be denied–”
At which point a sane person would naturally stop listening to you castigate them for being an independent thinker and finding your claims of Catholic perfection and the existence of magic to be at best dubious and at worse a sign of a major mental illness.
You want me to defend my position? You don’t even know what my position is, asshole, and you certainly don’t get to tell me what it is. You’ve been told all your life that all non-Catholics are demon-possessed and that’s the only reason they ever disagree with you. Well strap in, boyo, because I’m about to kaboom your last, lonely brain cell - I AM Catholic. In the Church’s eyes, I am Heaven-bound. Baptized and everything. Where it all falls apart is the moment I became able to connect action to result, deed to consequence, I realized that religion didn’t make a fucking lick of sense. I understand why some people need it, it can provide a sense of calmness and well-being and purpose. But it’s not the only source of those things, and you’re not some fucking blessed prophet for having it. And do you have these things? Because you seem to be, in the words of Julia Child, “the pissiest bitch in the kitchen.” If you’re so blessed and serene and mindlessly happy in Christ, why are you out there slapping others with your venom? Why do you gossip about others? Why do you bear false witness? If you are a Catholic, then you’re a worse one than I am, surely.
You want to talk points? Here’s mine: God is unnecessary. As in, not needed. Some people get something out of religion. Some people get something out of insulin shots. Some people do not. You get your morals from the Bible? Great, if you can call killing gay people and those disgusting heathens who dare to mix fabrics moral. Personally, I don’t. You seem to think things are good because God decides they’re good. That’s not morality, that’s following orders. Hitler said, “Kill the Jews,” and lo and behold, it was done. But it wasn’t moral. True morality comes about from actions designed to either help as many as possible, or to harm as few as possible, not because of some nebulous and ethereal appeal to supposed divine authority. You’re not a good person - you might not be a killer, but you don’t abstain from murder because you know it’s wrong, you abstain because you were promised Heaven if you behaved yourself and threatened with Hell if you didn’t. Carrot and stick. Not only are you not good, you are primordially incapable of being good, of doing good things just because they are good to do, until you overcome this psychological Stockholm Syndrome you are currently living under, a state of being I have no illusions of you ever freeing yourself from. Your lot is perfectly content to let the world burn, unless Jesus is waving a big golden halo in front of you and Lucifer is prodding your butt with a pitchfork. The rest of us, however, are trying to fix the problems your kind either created or choose to ignore because it’s inconvenient for you to face them. Why? Because we’re actual good people who give an actual care about things other than ourselves.
I have no illusions that I will have convinced you. Let’s be honest, if you even read this, you rolled your eyes through most of it, maybe did the “jerk-off” motion, had a good chuckle at the poor lost Hell-bound heathen, so angry, so hateful; perhaps with your local priest’s voice in your head telling you how right and good you are and how horrid I must be and how bleak my life must be, and I’m sure you honestly believe it. You are a sheep, ignoring what a shepherd’s true job is in regards to the flock. You are loyal to the Church, and always will be. And that is what is sad. They do not deserve loyalty. The concept of gods deserves no consideration. It is a primitive and savage falsehood that has worn out it’s welcome. We are beyond such things. We need fear gods and their hells no more than we need fear werewolves and vampires and the other phantom things the light of reason has banished from the waking world. Many of us have opened our eyes. You are not only quite content to stumble in the dark, but you insist we all join you.
But of course, the brainwashing and repeated lessons that you are right, you are always right, you have always been right will no doubt enable you to ignore the fact that your “truth” is not THE truth. You swing your bible around, claiming that it’s the word of a god, never asking, “how do you know that it’s the word of God?”
If you were capable of it, I’d suggest you start there. Where you’d end up is your affair, but I’d wager it would be somewhere similar to where many of us found ourselves when reason and logic became available to us, and the lie of God became so clear.
How’s that for defending my points, you fucking sociopathic asshole? Come at me with your frummer-hugging bullshit again, and I will rain my wordy wrath upon you like the Sword of Cocksucking Damocles, do. NOT. Fuck. With. ME.