My latest: To this day, I’ve had no more than three* people simply send an email to say, “What happened?” That’s three people out of more than a hundred people I counted as close friends who now seem content to watch me waste my life and end up in Hell without lifting a finger. But [...]
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Enjoy the Silence
Posted: April 15, 2012 in EssayTags: Atheism, bible, Christianity, deconversion, religion
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Something to Ponder on Easter Sunday
Posted: April 9, 2012 in Essay, Non-FictionTags: Jesus, resurrection, salvation
Excerpt: So Jesus died for my sins. By his stripes, I am healed. This is what the Bible says, but I have to ask, why? Pause for a moment and consider that Jesus was already God, and he already had all those powers while alive. He healed many, he forgave many people’s sins, all the while walking around with [...]
Patrick Bateman Versus God
Posted: April 9, 2012 in Essay, Non-FictionTags: american psycho, God, Jesus, patrick bateman
Excerpt: Not long ago I had a thought so shocking I had to say it aloud and see if it still made sense: “What if Patrick Bateman was God for a day?” I immediately imagined the roof of a church collapsing on its hundreds of groveling parishioners, a tsunami killing thousands, catching many unawares, malaria [...]
Predators Who Pray
Posted: March 18, 2012 in EssayTags: Atheism, catholic sex scandals, martin luther, nuclear war, reason, religion, sam harris, suicide bombers
My latest essay is now live. You don’t want to miss this one: On the one hand, I’m glad most of my daily gripes would be considered first world problems; televangelists, insurance claims, the price of gasoline, waiting for the new season of Mad Men, dreading the release of another poorly written teen vampire series. [...]
The Saccharin and the Profane
Posted: March 11, 2012 in EssayTags: bible, culture, Jesus, nonsense, politics, religion, rick santorum, theology
My latest essay is now live over at An American Atheist. I was on a walk with my three year old daughter when she heard one of her favorite sounds; a train’s whistle. In the evenings you can hear the whistle of the local line if you’re in the right spot and things are otherwise [...]
