Sunday, August 21, 2011

Darwin killed the heaven fantasy.

Charles Darwin is the father of modern biology, and he's the man who killed the magic god fairy fantasy. He also killed the cowardly heaven fantasy, because if our species developed thanks to the exact same natural processes that gave the world the cockroach, then we are virtually equal to cockroaches (we each developed to be good enough to live in our different environments). Even the most retarded Christian would never suggest there's a cockroach heaven, so there's no reason to pretend there's a magical paradise for human apes.

Fortunately there's no need for a magical paradise because there's a real paradise here on Earth. It's called south Florida. Please come visit us and bring lots of money.

Even without the religious implications of evolution, a magical heaven always was the most ridiculous idea ever invented. No other fantasy requires so much wishful thinking. No other fantasy requires so much waving of a magic wand. No other idea is more childish and idiotic. No other religious belief is more cowardly. And worst of all, the magical heaven myth makes terrorism possible. Without the magical heaven most Americans believe in, the 9/11 atrocities and the daily suicide bombings since then would have been impossible.

I've written about the heaven delusion several times before because it's extremely important to eradicate it. Without the cowardly idiots who believe in a magical heaven, there would be no more terrorism, and equally important the religion industry would go extinct. Preachers, priests, rabbis, clerics, and other professional assholes would have to get real jobs if their gullible customers ever grew up and stopped pretending there's another existence after a human ape drops dead.

Just imagine what a wonderful world this would be without religious insanity. It's possible but only if billions of idiots can be convinced it's in their best interest to grow up and face facts.

1 comment:

  1. My conversion to sanity began when I was about 7 years old, when someone told me the fairy tale about the tower of babel. Even my childish reasoning told me that building a "tower" to reach "heaven" would be a futile undertaking (after all, we were at that time flying jet aircraft at many times any altitude reachable by a "tower"), so why would some god-being be worried enough to create a whole bunch of new languages to thwart a project which was doomed to fail anyway? I guess he was just as ignorant as the men who created him.


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