Quite Random

Venomous spouting

Adrianne’s fighting Weenies. Dough’s commenting on the area he lives in, and fighting a rear guard action against his tyrannical employers. Wascally Weasal is getting in to the history of Malta. Mum’s contemplating the prospect of an afterlife. Blogs are wonderfully diverse things. I’m getting tired of ranting about religion however, because as Dough points out, it’s almost a complete waste of time. Arguing with the devoutly religious is like shouting at a brick wall, and I sometimes do feel bad about attacking the religion which is shared by people I know and like – moderate religious friends of mine will agree with me about the lunacy of the neo-conservative Christian right in the US, faith schools, or the wearing of burqas, so in the end, the divide may not be between believers and disbelievers, simply between rational people and fundamentalists. Most of us, at least in this country, do seem to agree on the important things – at least the ones who have bothered to think about it. The people who really deserve a kick up the arse are all the intellectually lazy, conceited Weenies that would sooner die than use their brains, form an opinion, express it and argue it. Apathy will kill us all.

The argument for ranting against ‘dyed-in-the-wool faith-heads’ (as Richards Dawkins has put it in about a million interviews recently) is that their energy for coersion, manipulation, indoctrination, lobbying, fundraising, killing, terrorising and generally fucking up the world in multivarious other ways is almost without limits, and there has to be a balance. That’s why I will carry on, but try and achieve my own balance. Talk about religion maybe, but only if I can find something constructive to offer as an alternative.

As an afterthought, it appears the birds in St James’ Park are turning cannibal, where a Pelican has just swallowed a pigeon. Poor pigeon maybe - but is this a new, rather surreal form of pest control?