Religion poisons everything, Thanskgiving Edition

[Angrboda]

This thread is for the purpose of sharing your personal stories of how religion and/or the religious have innocently or not, conspired to poison what might otherwise have been a fine day of celebration.

I'll start with my first experience of it below.

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Well, this day appears to have begun its steadfast march towards its ultimate goal of sliding off into the abyss.


On Thanksgiving Day, the Meals-On-Wheels program, which delivers daily meals to the elderly and others of need, delivers a special Thanksgiving meal. I wasn't going to accept it at first, having plans to eat with my family, but I let the woman on the phone talk me into it. (It wasn't all that hard.)

So Thanksgiving arrives, I'm just out of the shower, toweling off, and the phone rings. I let the machine get it, and the gentleman leaves the message that this is so and so, and I have your meal, and would you please call me back. And then silence. No phone number. So I'm pondering whether to dial up the psychic hotline to attempt to divine this chaps phone number, and as I'm finishing drying off, he calls again. So I rush to the phone, buzz him in and throw the towel in the bathroom. I throw on some clothes quickly and wait for him to arrive at the door, which he does in due time.

So I sign for the meal and wish him well and close the door. I go to look in the paper bag he handed me to see what might require refrigeration and what would not, and there on top of everything else is this paperback book. "Do I Know God? Finding Certainty In Life's Most Important Relationship" by Tullian Tchividjian. Great. In addition to being burdened with the callous insensitivity of well-meaning Christians, I face the inevitable feeling that I need to do something about this after the holiday. I'm just sure that this 'something' will involve harsh language. Perhaps a lot of it.


Why couldn't they just be human beings for once? Fucking Christians. God I hate them.

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