RE: On "Scholarly Consensus"
September 20, 2013 at 3:10 am
(This post was last modified: September 20, 2013 at 3:13 am by Lemonvariable72.)
(September 20, 2013 at 2:45 am)BadWriterSparty Wrote:But it will make them avoid future contact with atheists because in many cases they are preconditioned in hating us to some extant, thus we reinforce what the church wants, hatred of atheists. Where as of they get to know us even a little that preconditioning cracks because it does not take long to see we are not evil(September 20, 2013 at 2:43 am)Lemonvariable72 Wrote: Unfortunately calling them loons won't make them stop, being rational with them will work on some.
Rationality isn't normally in their vocabulary, but it never hurts to try. Calling them loons may hurt feelings, but it keeps one from beating around the bush for too long.
But if you call them loony (which some are) then they never get that chance and go on hating us. Which is sad because having a atheist around is a huge asset to making Christians lose the lie.
(September 20, 2013 at 3:10 am)Captain Colostomy Wrote: Attempts to shame atheist members into increasing their threshold of tolerance for stupid, is stupid. It's up to the individual to determine this, y'all included. A lot of these guys have a history that informs their choices, and who are we to decide how they should speak?
I personally can only bash my head against the same wall so many times. If someone else can beat my count, goody gumdrops for them.
Do not what to shame any one. What I am trying to say is that this is a serious threat and calling them loony will make it worse. That said I have seen what some Christians on here say and yes they disgust me.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
