30 Days of Books, Day 11 – A Book I Hated
May 22, 2011 Leave a comment
It’s you, Bible. I know you mean well, but really?
I hate with a true passion any book that that appears to give strangers the authority to judge me for my morals.
I hate religious nutjobs fervently – more than I hate murderers or rapists and running bloody close with pedophiles; I hate the Phelps, and I hate most of all that I HATE.
I believe goodness is within us all, that we can save ourselves, that we should be honest and honourable because it is the right thing to do, not because I will be punished if I am not, that life would be better if we all tried to make this life the best it can be, rather than praying for a better one after we are dead. Faith can move mountains, they say – pity it cannot provide clean water and decent housing instead.
So, Bible, what you gotta say for yourself?