One of my favorite arguments against atheism is, “there are no atheists in foxholes.” Well, duh. Of course there are no atheists in foxholes!* That doesn’t mean that atheism is wrong. It just illustrates that, even with the best of intentions, we are all occasional victims of our own fears and insecurities.
In my college days, I was required to take at least one course in religious studies. Seeing as how I was attending a (loosely affiliated) Presbyterian school, my choices were Old Testament, and New Testament. I chose Old Testament. I figured the violence and sex (Song of Solomon) would make it more interesting. It wasn’t very interesting in the end, but I did take away a very important lesson about faith.
Why I am an atheist basically goes back to the core question of the meaning of life, the universe, and everything. Unless you’re Deep Thought, the answer to the question isn’t simple. This whole section is here so that I can slowly piece my thoughts together and maybe someday convey a cohesive image of what […]
|Today we head up to the basilica summit in Montmartre to check out Sacre Coeur and the artist square, then we head down into Pigalle to check out the seedy sex shops and the Museum of Erotic Art. Yes, I took pictures…|
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|Today we’re off to the Pompidou: a fantastic modern art museum where the building itself is a work of industrial art. Come with us and see what weird and fantastic things we discover!|