Here's my own take on why I hate Christianity:
God basically creates the universe, and then creates man and a tree that they're not supposed to eat from, because he tells them that they will die that very day. Not having any concept of death, man decides to eat it. God then proceeds to cast them out of their home, and they live on for many centuries to come. He vows revenge on the serpent that apparently tricked them into eating the tree's fruit, but despite being all-powerful, doesn't really do much. Instead of starting back at the drawing board and creating Earth 2.0 so he could remake it without making the mistake of threatening people who don't understand the concept of death with death (or, better yet, not create a tree that will doom them,) God decides to stick with what he made. He then decides that all but eight of Earth's people (making the unlikely assumption that Noah and his sons weren't polygamous) need to die. They put all eight of those people and two of every species of animal on a boat that is way too big to be seaworthy, and way to small to fit them all. After a few centuries, he singles out an old shepherd and says that his descendants will live in the worst piece of real estate on the Arabian Peninsula for the rest of time. For the rest of time, his descendants, the Israelites, in addition to repeatedly losing that small piece of land, become the chew toy of the Western World. And then, two millennia later, God comes down to earth, and tells the Israelites that the messiah his prophets said would make Israel great again was actually a rabbi who traveled around Judea for a few years and didn't really do much. In addition, he basically changed the rules for not just the Jews, but everyone, and decided that everyone was now subject to a sadistic choice that would make even the cast of The Proposition cringe: spend eternity kissing God's ass or spend eternity in excruciating pain.
How do you not get behind that?
God basically creates the universe, and then creates man and a tree that they're not supposed to eat from, because he tells them that they will die that very day. Not having any concept of death, man decides to eat it. God then proceeds to cast them out of their home, and they live on for many centuries to come. He vows revenge on the serpent that apparently tricked them into eating the tree's fruit, but despite being all-powerful, doesn't really do much. Instead of starting back at the drawing board and creating Earth 2.0 so he could remake it without making the mistake of threatening people who don't understand the concept of death with death (or, better yet, not create a tree that will doom them,) God decides to stick with what he made. He then decides that all but eight of Earth's people (making the unlikely assumption that Noah and his sons weren't polygamous) need to die. They put all eight of those people and two of every species of animal on a boat that is way too big to be seaworthy, and way to small to fit them all. After a few centuries, he singles out an old shepherd and says that his descendants will live in the worst piece of real estate on the Arabian Peninsula for the rest of time. For the rest of time, his descendants, the Israelites, in addition to repeatedly losing that small piece of land, become the chew toy of the Western World. And then, two millennia later, God comes down to earth, and tells the Israelites that the messiah his prophets said would make Israel great again was actually a rabbi who traveled around Judea for a few years and didn't really do much. In addition, he basically changed the rules for not just the Jews, but everyone, and decided that everyone was now subject to a sadistic choice that would make even the cast of The Proposition cringe: spend eternity kissing God's ass or spend eternity in excruciating pain.
How do you not get behind that?
Comparing the Universal Oneness of All Life to Yo Mama since 2010.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.