5/15/2016 | Share this article: View CommentsBy Carl S ~
It would be interesting to ﬁnd out if children like us ever were inclined to substitute an imaginary Jesus or god for our stuffed animals. Do kids who grew up like us, with our alter egos and special personality characters, outgrow not only them, but metaphysical beings as well? When our childhood experiences included Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck, Superman, Snoopy, and Charlie Brown, didn't we ﬁnd them more attractive than Moses or Samson? Couldn't we relate then, as now, more to Wile E. Coyote than to Jesus? (This idea's worth investigating. Does Christian right indoctrination substitute Veggie Tales for toon characters? That's all folks, c'mon, think about it: what do vegetables really do, but vegetate?)
Contrast the Jesus who forgives his enemies (although he doesn't really forgive them - he sends them to hell), with Bugs Bunny, who doesn't forgive, but nevertheless avenges injustices. Come to think about it, atheists have a lot in common with Bugs Bunny: atheists do not initiate attacks on themselves. Atheists like Bugs, likewise respond to those who will entrap or destroy them, turning the tables against these enemies, by showing them just how ridiculous their efforts are. To use the example of another animal toon: would the Jesus who refused to throw himself off the cliff and have angels save him ever have the determination of a Wile E. Coyote, who continued to pursue his goal after falling into canyons multiple times?
Adult males of our species seem to have a passion for speculating about fantasies. (Many men identify with the ﬁctional Terminator, Rambo, and other heroes.) I've listened to men seriously talk about ﬁctional personalities and situations, including Jesus, Job, and Satan, as if they were concrete, absolutes worthy of profound investigation - just as my kids talked about their stuffed toys, without the complications. While both men and women get caught up in the romance of loving their imaginary redeemers, it's men who pursue making up theologies for imaginary beings. Because men have turned ideas into actual structural creations, they've equated "supernatural" imagining with actualizations. Then they worship the products of their imaginations. For this reason alone, innocents have suffered and died.
Some children don't want to leave comfortable imaginary deities behind when they become adults. That’s the way things are with them. It's understandable. Let's face it, this big world is discomforting for those raised in the boxy constraints of mostly comfort believing. (Like old shoes, ingrained beliefs are adapted to ﬁt the mind of the believer, and they act together as one.)
Contrary to what they've been told as children by God's experts, believers ﬁnd this universe is not made for our convenience. In fact, it is quite inhospitable for us. Since addiction to Magical Thinking has been so much a part of trusting believers’ lives, it's damned near impossible to overcome. When we point out contradictions in beliefs, they give us "the look" our toon coyote friend has just before he realizes he's about to fall way, way, down. Those addicts of faith like company, and can’t imagine any life of value, for anyone, without it. Like all addicts, they protest too much whenever their addiction is questioned. And, the addicted come prancing in with their well-meaning intentions, onto a site dedicated to detoxifying belief addicts, pleading with those who are purging themselves from poisons to return to becoming addicts again!
Countless examples support the claim the "war on religion " is actually a conﬂict between secularism and blind belief systems. Information and new discoveries are ﬂooding and changing the world as we know it. Reality is more fantastic than any make believe religious traditions. And the bizarreness of Looney Toons makes more sense in our understanding of Nature than any “sin-laded explanations." Religions, naturally, feel threatened.
Paranoia, an unintended result of ever-widening knowledge of reality is causing the superstitious to voluntarily lock themselves in prison cells of dogmas. From within those walls, they seek to feel secure. Sadly, they are isolating and entrapping themselves there. They'd like us for company, if only we'd concede to lying to ourselves forever after.
What's up, doc? The Bugs Bunny in our nature sees their awaiting traps and subterfuges. Like Bugs, we’re free and happy and laughing out loud at their be-Fudd-el-ment. (Note: "befuddle" is the real cool word for it.)