Unbelievable

***One of my favorite bloggers is Harry T. Cook. I've been receiving his essays by email for several years now, on the recommendation of a friend of mine who is also a former religionist. What I like about Harry is that despite decades of education and faithful practice as an Episcopalian priest he eventually came to the realization that religion as mostly BS. I don't agree with him completely in that I would go further and call it poison.

In a recent essay, "Believing, We Do Not Believe, he begins with

    "Among the many readers of these essays are a number of older, mostly retired members of the clergy. They are Roman Catholics, Episcopalians, Methodists, Lutherans, Presbyterians, several rabbis [former Christian Scientists like me] and others who can no longer identify fully -- if at all -- with their religious pasts."

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    A few of them have become convinced that, for example, most of the Bible is pure myth. I think they are wrong about that, but the point is that they had to deal with biblical passages for their whole ordained ministry and evidently felt constrained to treat many of them more or less as historical reportage. Some of them express relief at no longer having to put on such an act week after week.

Speaking from experience I can say that the acting doesn't come on suddenly. It accrues over many years, and for too many years before the spell is broken life is more or less an agony as the disparity between profession and understanding becomes wider.

I'm one of those who have concluded that the Bible is mostly a pack of myths, propaganda and outright lies. What isn't in those categories is pretty good, but doesn't need the Bible or theistic agencies to give them credibility. They are constituents of what might be called secular humanism in drag. As the billboards say: we don't need a god in order to be good.

Harry goes on to recommend a book by Elaine Pagels, which I have read, where she cites an experience she had walking into a church during the depths of her faith crisis. Even though she had known that church doctrines were unsupported by science or reason, she "fell in love" with that church. I think the import of his statement is that the church provided something essential to her as a human being, a kind of comfort that helps some people bear up under their disillusionments. I have heard this also from many others who claim that the true value of religion, and its churches, is to provide that comfort regardless of the challenges life presents them.

Just as most drugs have various degrees of negative side effects, the drug of religious comfort has costs to the believer. Those costs are too high for some of us, while others struggle to bear up. Regardless, the problem is that religion always wants to point to a deific source for that comfort instead of recognizing that human nature is complex and susceptible to many influences. So many of the recent studies on the brain illustrate that susceptibility and the wide range of influences —  none of them deific. To some of us, the blatant unreasonableness of spiritual concepts is untenable, to the point of causing extreme anxiety and bizarre behavior. Maybe stalwarts like Cook can stand being in the same room with believers and their proclamations. I can't.

As I've stated before, it's not that I have found an exact replacement for the drug-induced comfort of religion. Indeed, I would have to say that the pains of living without that drug are sometimes overwhelming.

Recently I attended a funeral for a dear friend of mine. The service was held in the Unitarian church that for decades I would see from the parking lot of my Christian Science church directly across the street. Sometimes I'd deride that sect for being wishy-washy for having no real god to believe in. And yet, my recent experience at that church, and my contact with the pastor, were so comforting that I said to her: In another context this would be the church I would attend because it provides comfort without exacting a profession of faith in an unreal supernatural being.

As a person of reason I can't bear the hypocrisy of eloquence in defense of bullshit, which I think was one of my special talents during those personal Dark Ages. These days, this blog is my main antidote to the poison I spread for 30+ years as a Christian Scientist. I really don't want another platform from which to rail against religion. I don't have time for it at my age. And besides, religion is doing a very good job of poisoning itself.

I like Harry and recommend him to real thinkers both within and without the ranks of religion, spirituality or whatever label applies to belief in things that are unbelievable by nature. But unlike Harry, I would claim to be Unbelieving, We Still Do Not Believe.

Another thing that is passé: handwriting

**I'm taking an online music theory class where the instructor urged me to not use digital tools to do the assignments but to get out manuscript paper and a sharp pencil. It was awful  A mess. And didn't really solve the problem I was having. He said that if I did it often enough I would produce better looking pieces. He compared it to "cursive" handwriting, as though getting more proficient at it would somehow make me a better person. Or something.

At that moment it occurred to me that I have seldom used cursive, or any kind of handwriting, in several years. For the most part anything I do write is in a digital format. Yet, there are lots of scraps of paper cluttering up my desk with my scrawl on them. For the most part they are sticky notes and the "handwriting" is mostly block, non-cursive, letters and numbers. Am I a lesser person for this? No. Am I a better person? No. It's just the way I do things, and I suspect the way many, if not most, people "write" these days.

The last bit of cursive writing I did was about 7 years ago when I took up the practice of stream-of-consciousness journaling. Three pages first thing in the morning, per Julia Cameron. What's most interesting about that experience is that many events and thoughts that were occuring to me at that critical crossroads in my life (I had recenty left the Christian Science church and was coping with the idea of being "retired") got recorded along with random ideas for songs or poems. After that exercise was over - almost a year later – I didn't look at those notebooks for another year or two.

When I finally made my break from all things religious, spiritual or supernatural, I thought about those notebooks and realized they were a unique look into a mind that was in the process of changing. I had no intention of making such a chronicle at the time, just fulfilling an exercise. But it's a treasure trove of verbal snapshots of a mind in flux.

However, the task of just looking at those pages was daunting, almost dizzying. The handwriting was atrocious. How could I extract the nuggets of priceless insights from those notebooks?

Enter Dragon Dicate, or whatever it was called at the time. This speech-to-text application enabled me to read aloud my hen scratchings and they would be transformed into readable printed text (digital). I was able to transcribe many of these notations this way – and I still have more to do to complete the project. But that was the last time I wrote anything extensive in cursive. And probably the last time I will write anything that way.

The point is that technology changes us, not necessarily for the better, but also not necessarily for the worse. Change happens and one of the saddest things for me to see is someone lamenting the passing of an old technology. They forget that there was a time when their canonized technology was itself revolutionary and displaced other mainstream technologies. To me it is the sign of someone acquiescing to death. They seem to be saying: "let me be comfortable as I slowly expire." So far I haven't succumbed to that temptation, though I can feel its pull increasing.

RIP paper books

**Paper books have been pretty much absent from my life for the past five or six years. Before e-readers I regularly used audio books because they were a lot easier to use while on the move. But with e-readers, like my Kindle, I’ve even left audio books behind. Granted they’re not useable in as many situations as audio books, but audio often puts me to sleep and continues playing so that I lose my place. With an ebook I can search the book and recover my place if I should happen to lose it.

Reading on an  iPad is less comfortable than with a Kindle, although the iPad Mini could obviate that difficulty. And iPad books can show color and illustrations better than monochrome ebooks. I like highlighting things I find interesting and you can’t do that with an audio book, and even with a paper book there’s no easy way to compile those notes and highlights. With an ebook, on the other hand, I can not only highlight but I can also make a note, send a correction to the publisher (surprising how many times I have to do that) and get a definition of an unfamiliar word. I also like seeing which passages have been highlighted by others (popular highlights).

Paper books can also give you the illusion that you are amassing a huge vault of information that you can tap into, but in reality that seldom happens with me. I tend not to go back and read old books. And they do pile up around the house (giving the illusion, perhaps, that I’m some kind of intellectual.)

I recently read a paper book for the first time in years (it was a gift.) I can’t say I enjoyed the experience just because I was handling the pages (and glad I didn’t have to shake out the detritus of someone else’s personal life). It takes up as much physical room as my entire library of ebooks. I’ve given away almost all of my paper books (most of which were connected with the religious delusion I was under for several decades), retaining technical manuals and the like that I sometimes need to use for reference. And BTW, I haven’t used a library in decades. They’re just too slow, fussy and never have what I want when I want it. I'm glad they fill the needs of others, but so far a library is just a place to hide out where no one would think of finding me.

So, I’m afraid the paper book industry and those industries that have symbiotic relationships with it, will slide into the dustbin of history, like crystal radios, tube TVs, rotary telephones and other matter-based artifacts. But the need to share information persists, and at the moment, and for the foreseeable future, ebooks and e-readers are the standard.

Not all perspectives are equal

**A response to a friend's blog.

What I’m becoming more convinced of over time is that there is no one “right” perspective. There is no objective fact out there. Even with things like the sun going around the earth, I only know what I’m told.

Gotta disagree with you here. There IS a right perspective, although at any one moment any given individual may not grasp it. But reality is real and everything else is interpretation. That’s what you might call a “perspective.” Anyone can have a “perspective,” and it will be more or less consonant with reality. In the above quoted passage, you immediately say that the “science makes sense to you,” but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that IN FACT the earth rotates around the sun. As someone aptly said, you are entitled to your own opinion, but not to your own facts.

Glad you moved away from dogmatism, but in my opinion you haven’t moved away far enough, otherwise you wouldn’t say that you have an “open-minded view of religion, even of God.” To be truly OPEN-minded, you would need to discern if there is any factual basis for your view. It’s not enough that you have the view, but that it be consonant with facts. True, some “perspectives” provide varying degrees of psychological comfort while reality is having its way with you, but that’s like saying that an anesthetic eliminates the fact of a wound.

When I finally ditched the claptrap of religion I did not feel better. I felt worse. I longed for the drug of belief in a better state of reality. I wrote a song, “Bone On Bone” that alluded to this bereft state. But there is no way to alter reality.  Sure, you can change the way you perceive it. And if a certain “perspective” dulls the pain, then congratulations. But it is still a drug, a barrier between your perception and reality. And nothing makes this more clear than being conscious in an aging body.

How Michael Moore supports the troops - and Facebook supports the oligarchy

**Michael Moore wrote an important article on his Facebook page highlighting the facts that indicate the general hypocrisy of most "support the troops" campaigns. In essence he says that true support would come in the form of not sending our young people into harm's way for political, commercial or egotistical purposes. It's quite an eloquent piece and I'm reprinting it below.

The reason I'm reprinting it word for word is that Facebook has taken his statement down, which seems the height of hypocrisy for a company that purports to "support the troops" who defend inalienable right of free speech as presented in the Bill of Rights. Huffington Post and some others, I expect, continue to make it available but I'm hoping Google, which runs this blogging service – and whose Executive Chairman, Eric Schmidt, is heading for a visit to  North Korea, will not shut this post down also.

In the past 40 years I have not thought of our military as "defending our freedom," but have seen them sent to the slaughter not for any defensive – or defensible – reasons. I wrote and produced a song, Memorial Day (free download), which commemorates the troops, but its point is to celebrate their willingness to suffer harm in case our idiotic leaders should happen to actually respond to a clear threat, which is unlikely.

I know there is a growing movement of Facebookers who will shut down their accounts if this situation isn't resolved in full satisfaction of the First Amendment. I am one of them.

 Here's Mike's article:

I don't support the troops, America, and neither do you. I am tired of the ruse we are playing on these brave citizens in our armed forces. And guess what -- a lot of these soldiers and sailors and airmen and Marines see right through the bullshit of those words, "I support the troops!," spoken by Americans with such false sincerity -- false because our actions don't match our words. These young men and women sign up to risk their very lives to protect us -- and this is what they get in return:

1. They get sent off to wars that have NOTHING to do with defending America or saving our lives. They are used as pawns so that the military-industrial complex can make billions of dollars and the rich here can expand their empire. By "supporting the troops," that means I'm supposed to shut up, don't ask questions, do nothing to stop the madness, and sit by and watch thousands of them die? Well, I've done an awful lot to try and end this. But the only way you can honestly say you support the troops is to work night and day to get them out of these hell holes they've been sent to. And what have I done this week to bring the troops home? Nothing. So if I say "I support the troops," don't believe me -- I clearly don't support the troops because I've got more important things to do today, like return an iPhone that doesn't work and take my car in for a tune up.

2. While the troops we claim to "support" are serving their country, bankers who say they too "support the troops," foreclose on the actual homes of these soldiers and evict their families while they are overseas! Have I gone and stood in front of the sheriff's deputy as he is throwing a military family out of their home? No. And there's your proof that I don't "support the troops," because if I did, I would organize mass sit-ins to block the doors of these homes. Instead, I'm having Chilean sea bass tonight.

3. How many of you who say you "support the troops" have visited a VA hospital to bring aid and comfort to the sick and wounded? I haven't. How many of you have any clue what it's like to deal with the VA? I don't. Therefore, you would be safe to say that I don't "support the troops," and neither do you.

4. Who amongst you big enthusiastic "supporters of the troops" can tell me the approximate number of service women who have been raped while in the military? Answer: 19,000 (mostly) female troops are estimated to be raped or sexually assaulted every year by fellow American troops. What have you or I done to bring these criminals to justice? What's that, you say -- out of sight, out of mind? These women have suffered, and I've done nothing. So don't ever let me get away with telling you I "support the troops" because, sadly, I don't. And neither do you.

5. Help a homeless vet today? How 'bout yesterday? Last week? Last year? Ever? But I thought you "support the troops!"? The number of homeless veterans is staggering -- on any given night, at least 60,000 veterans are sleeping on the streets of the country that proudly "supports the troops." This is disgraceful and shameful, isn't it? And it exposes all those "troop supporters" who always vote against social programs that would help these veterans. Tonight there are at least 12,700 Iraq/Afghanistan veterans homeless and sleeping on the street. I've never lent a helping hand to one of the many vets I've seen sleeping on the street. I can't bear to look, and I walk past them very quickly. That's called not "supporting the troops," which, I guess, I don't -- and neither do you.

6. And you know, the beautiful thing about all this "support" you and I have been giving the troops -- they feel this love and support so much, a record number of them are killing themselves every single week. In fact, there are now more soldiers killing themselves than soldiers being killed in combat (323 suicides in 2012 through November vs. about 210 combat deaths). Yes, you are more likely to die by your own hand in the United States military than by al Qaeda or the Taliban. And an estimated eighteen veterans kill themselves each day, or one in five of all U.S. suicides -- though no one really knows because we don't bother to keep track. Now, that's what I call support! These troops are really feeling the love, people! Lemme hear you say it again: "I support the troops!" Louder! "I SUPPORT THE TROOPS!!" There, that's better. I'm sure they heard us. Don't forget to fly our flag, wear your flag lapel pin, and never, ever let a service member pass you by without saying, "Thank you for your service!" I'm sure that's all they need to keep from putting a bullet in their heads. Do your best to keep your "support" up for the troops because, God knows, I certainly can't any longer.

I don't "support the troops" or any of those other hollow and hypocritical platitudes uttered by Republicans and frightened Democrats. Here's what I do support: I support them coming home. I support them being treated well. I support peace, and I beg any young person reading this who's thinking of joining the armed forces to please reconsider. Our war department has done little to show you they won't recklessly put your young life in harm's way for a cause that has nothing to do with what you signed up for. They will not help you once they've used you and spit you back into society. If you're a woman, they will not protect you from rapists in their ranks. And because you have a conscience and you know right from wrong, you do not want yourself being used to kill civilians in other countries who never did anything to hurt us. We are currently involved in at least a half-dozen military actions around the world. Don't become the next statistic so that General Electric can post another record profit -- while paying no taxes -- taxes that otherwise would be paying for the artificial leg that they've kept you waiting for months to receive.

I support you, and will try to do more to be there for you. And the best way you can support me -- and the ideals our country says it believes in -- is to get out of the military as soon as you can and never look back.

And please, next time some "supporter of the troops" says to you with that concerned look on their face, "I thank you for your service," you have my permission to punch their lights out (figuratively speaking, of course).

(There is something I've done to support the troops -- other than help lead the effort to stop these senseless wars. At the movie theater I run in Michigan, I became the first person in town to institute an affirmative action plan for hiring returning Iraq/Afghanistan vets. I am working to get more businesses in town to join with me in this effort to find jobs for these returning soldiers. I also let all service members in to the movies for free, every day.)

Followup comments from Mike and others, on January 5:

Good news from Facebook tonight! I have heard from Facebook HQ and there will be no removal of my posts or my site because of what I said about how America doesn't really support its troops (and we should just stop saying that we do). There will be no censorship whatsoever. They apologized and feel bad that I received the notice threatening sanctions against my Facebook account. They said it was a big mistake, an error in their protective systems that produced a "false-positive" regarding me. They're sorry and now everything is back to normal. Thank you Facebook, and thanks to all of you who made your feelings known this evening. Within hours, all was well...

50 proofs that god is imaginary

It is easy to prove to yourself that God is imaginary. The evidence is all around you. Here are 50 simple proofs:

The folly of prayer

**Whenever there's a high-profile tragedy, especially if it involves kids and guns, there are two voices that rise to the top of the clamor. The gun advocates. The prayer advocates. Many of my friends and family are in the latter category so I'm reticent to be more public with my opinions about that silly and useless practice. But here, in the safe confines of blogscurity, I can rant all I want and only those die-hards may know.

I practiced prayer for over 35 years. Not just prayed but advocated it, taught it, explained it, actually believed it myself. True, my brand of prayer was the Christian Science variety, which has a veneer of intellectuality about it. "Scientific prayer" was seen as not an appeal directly to a deity but as a way to neutralize "erroneous beliefs" in the minds of those who are experiencing or witnessing bad things. The underlying assumption is that everything in existence is in good harmony everywhere and that disharmony is the perceptual result of conclusions that assume the possibility of disharmony. The standard scapegoat is "matter," or that which the senses perceive. In other words, the physical world – the constituents of everything from the sub-atomic to the astronomical realms. Furthermore, these illusory items are considered to be only the phantasmagoric projections of something called "mortal mind," or a mental state so limited that the possibility of evil, or "error," can seem to exist. In other words, you'd see everything as perfectly good and happy if it weren't for your mental state, which you inherited from the false beliefs that your parents gave you by causing you to be conceived and born in the first place. A loser from the beginning, you have no hope except through the use of "scientific prayer." Such prayer, by focusing on the concepts of goodness, benevolence and perfection that refer to the "real" spiritual world you can break the spell of illusion that makes you believe that somebody shot a lot of kids in an elementary school. You will not only feel better, but the effect of this "prayer" can ripple out and help sway the receptive minds of everyone so that they will in turn believe in evil less and feel better and – eventually in some vague future – all false belief will be corrected and the world will appear in its naturally perfect state. Which, by the way, is also the definition of heaven.

Yes, it's convoluted and tautological and unverifiable –in other words, not really as "scientific" as it claims to be. But because it comes dressed in intellectuality, it is believed in by those who consider the kind of prayer everyone else practices to be plebeian . Also, because it lets the pray-er feel better and often has a placebo effect. Countless "testimonies" of "healing" are based on this gut feeling that because the pray-er did the right thing by thinking the right thought then a bad situation was "healed." Oh, and if an individual victim of evil isn't spiritual enough to do it for themselves, they can hire someone else, a "practitioner," to do it for them and in some way nudge their mentality in the right direction. That's what I used to do, and teach, and preach about. And which for the past ten or so years have come to know is pure bullshit.

This doesn't mitigate the folly of prayer as the hoi polloi views it. Theirs is a much simpler, and probably more natural response to evil. It's based on the power structure in families. Kids learn that there are people out there who have the power to do them good or do them harm. Parents, at first. It's natural for a kid to run to a parent for comfort and healing when bad things happen, and that's because parents usually feel compassion and obligation to take care of their kids. As adults, many still cling to the habit, but instead of their too obviously fallible and undependable parents (and other adults) they run to a Super Parent figure, the conventional "God." But it's still folly. When people call for prayer at times of ghastly tragedy, like Sandy Hook, what are they actually expecting? That their divine friend will suddenly change the situation so that it didn't really happen (a la Christian Science)? Probably not. That their Big Friend will stop what It's doing and run over to the "souls" of the kids killed and make them feel better (assuming they exist in a state where they still have conscious feelings) or save them from Big Friend's nemesis, the Devil)? Probably some do. That their Big Friend, who didn't or couldn't stop the tragedy in the first place will now rush into the feelings of everyone else grieved by the event and make them feel better? Probably many.

Folly. All folly.

Instead of going into a dreamy state of wishing, people should get off their knees and do something practical. Like raise hell with legislators and stop the gun lobby's warping of the 2nd amendment to allow practically untrammeled commerce in the sale of weapons (we don't need citizens with assault rifles protecting us against a government with drones and cluster bombs and all sorts of mayhem-producing products from that same industry.) An interesting story surfaced recently where a madman in China broke into an elementary school and wounded a number of children with a knife. Guns are illegal in China. And the kids were WOUNDED and will recover. Not quickly KILLED en masse by a nut with guns made available by a warping of the 2nd amendment by a huge industry that profits from the mass marketing of weapons.

So, stop with the pious folly and realize we don’t live in a perfect world and probably never will. DO stuff, not just believe stuff.