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The First Revelation

Dear Humanity, my children, my lambs, my slaves,
Harken to me the one and only god, hear well what I say...
In the grand scheme of my things and ways, it matters to me greatly, more than you could comprehend if you could live forever, that you each ARE who I intended you to be.
And, to this end, it is my desire that you no longer be corrupted by the various warrior words of your 'Holy' scriptures, which many liars have penned, claiming my authority for their own expansionist agendas!
The books, which claim my hand in their authorship, are not born of me!
Please stop accrediting me with such supremacist, violent bullshit! It's embarrassing!

So, as I have never made contact with you before, to the reason I'm contacting you now...
Until further notice,
these guidelines apply to one and all of you...

I've no specific preference about what you wear. I like the way pantaloons sound; that's the word not the garment, although.. satin pantaloons rustle something lovely! Mmmm, rustleyyyy.
Anyway, just be comfortable in body and mind, wear what you think suits you and dress for the weather, or not; you've freewill y'know!

I've no specific preference about which adult or adults any human adult has sex with.
You hear that Catholic Priests? I said, which ADULTS you have carnals with! It's called abstinence, not fucking-abstinence! Take heed, I'm noting your every sleazy thought and move! LEAVE the innocent alone! Hands off, you frock wearing freaks! And, for all you devious loophole seekers in the Vatican, that's both hands, all other body parts and any machine or tool!
And you can stop sniggering too, Muslim "men" - you're equally offensive to me. NO Marrying or fucking the prepubescent! Ignore the example of your paedophile idol and get your rocks off ONLY with CONSENTING adults!

For the great majority of you fabulous people, who are not kiddie fiddlers, my only request is you make good nookie! I've seen some very half-arsed and woefully shoddy shags from some of you! Don't be thinking about the gas bill or how you've got to unblock the toilet later! Mind in the moment, People, and everyone's a winner! If you're gonna get it on, get it fuckin' on! It makes it so much more interesting for me!
Oh yes; one thing - whoever first thought of using spray-cream in the bedroom - kudos! So, unless you're lactose intolerant, heavy on the spray-cream, peeps; y'know, if you fancy it.
No pressure, just a personal preference; you understand.
Lastly on this point, I didn't spend all that time inventing top class naughty bits just for you to be prudish about them; they're naughty bits!
For being naughty with!
And for MY sake stop chopping chunks of 'em off, or up, or what-have-you!
You mad, bloodthirsty arseholes!
They're good AS IS!
I don't know; aeons developing the perfect danglies and you mangle your child's before they've even had any real hands-on experience of what I made for 'em!
Stop it!
It's bloody ungrateful and very gross!!

Where was I? Oh yes...
I just want you to be the best gosh-darn human you can be.
You have to work out for yourself what that is; it's your body, your life - you figure it out!
It's your right, to use your free will, to live your life, the way you choose; just don't harm anyone else and, wherever possible, behave honourably.
The might makes right attitude of the law of the jungle ONLY applies to those living in a fuckin' jungle!!
And chaps, that does not merely apply to you!! Women and Men are exactly equal in my eyes. And for all you mad-eyed, fork-tongue clerics selling, "Equality does not mean identicality", you are completely and utterly wrong!
Women and Men are fully equal in every respect and every facet of life.!
Stop being such misogynistic, bullying arseholes and accept it immediately!

Now, on to that which is offensive...

It is an offence in my eyes if you cover your head. (on normal, pleasant days. Inclement or adverse weather or dangerous conditions exempt).
It makes knowing all your little thoughts trickier!
Stop it!
You don't want to get blamed for someone else's pilfering of the poor-box now, eh?

It is an offence in my eyes to cover your faces. (On normal, pleasant days. Inclement or adverse weather or dangerous conditions exempt).
I carefully and specifically sculpted each and every one of your cute little faces!
It took bloody ages and that's a god's ages mind, not your woefully short donkey's years! Oh but you should have seen them when I'd finished though; I had all your little heads, all lined up in rows ready to go...

So, I want your fellow humans to get a good eyeful of what each of you actually look like!
No spoilers but what if how one of you looks is supposed to trigger some thought in another of you, about some fabulous medical breakthrough or something?
You hadn't thought of that, had you? Well then...
On normal, pleasant days, faces out people!

Oh, and while you've got 'em out, smile more! You're alive! That's a great thing to be; enjoy the hell out of it! You only get to do it once! Try everything you fancy, no exceptions; as long as you don't hurt another in the process. Explore! Or not, it's your choice but the point is, you're free to!

It is an offence in my eyes when you unjustly punish.
When a majority of the free peoples of Earth agree it's a crime, it's a crime.
Rape is a crime, being raped is not!
To any who think otherwise, you're cordially invited to fuck, right, off!
In fact, all who think that being raped is a crime should just go and sit in the corner, facing the wall, right now, and stay there until you become civilised! Don't let your judgements be influenced by culture, family, religious or personal pressures or prejudices; weigh each incident dispassionately on the evidence! And, if the evidence alone does not convict, do not convict on the strength of your, independently or collectively held, convictions, wishes, whims or desires.
There is right and there is wrong and an unjust punishment is a wrong forever.
And for MY sake Stop stoning, beheading or hanging people! It's barbaric!
You're not two-year-olds! Stop having tantrums!
When you feel offended by one of my creations, don't just spit the dummy and beat the shit her or him!
Give them a stern shouting at, fine them, imprison them, but find more civilised ways of resolving your disputes.

It is an offence in my eyes when you bow and fawn and pray! Stop it, you cringe-worthy sycophants!
Nothing can be changed by it!
My judgements of your lives are based solely on the way you play the hand I dealt you.
Stop praying and start playing!

And what's with all the wailing? I've got you Muslims screaming up a storm five fuckin' times a day with your obscenely dictatorial 'calls to prayers'.
Call to prayer! How very fucking fascist of you!
And then, to cap it off, I've got you Christians wailing at me every weekend!
I dunno - you work hard, you pay your taxes and just try to have a nice, peaceful Sunday, relaxing in the garden with a fine single malt and, regular as a pulsar, Mrs Brown and her posse of fondant-fancy hats start their caterwauling!
For an HOUR!
Quit it!
It's MY Sunday too!
Furthermore, for those of you thinking "Okay, I'll just keep my beliefs to myself"...

It is an offence in my eyes for you to think about me.
Stop it; it's bloody annoying!
Consider the actors on your telly. What would it be like if every so often they all, individually, took a sneaky peek directly at the camera; every once in a while they'd each stop acting and peer, as if they were trying to see you? That would be a bit spooky at first, right? Well, it's amazing how quickly 'a bit spooky' turns into a blood-boiling irritation! It'd put you off watching the story, eh?
Well, that's what it's like for me when you keep thinking about me and my ways!
Stop it!
I didn't create everything so you could ruin it for me!

So, in summation, for those who need it...
All who continue in the false, fraudulently authored ways will incur my displeasure.
And, after witnessing the intolerant consequences of your imaginings of my displeasure,
I am fully aware that you are fully aware that royally pissing me off is unlikely to be a thing you want! ALL powerful, y'know!

Okay; that'll do. I don't think I'll need to contact you again. Keep rockin', you're doing fine, except for all the tediously primitive, magical, religious mumbo jumbo. See you at the finish line for the debriefing. Oh and don't worry about heaven and hell too much, they're just seasoning your ancestors added to the mix.
Your invisible granddad in the sky.(Some of you know me as God)

P.S. Be nice to animals! If I do eventually decide to create an afterlife, I'll make it so animals get to crap in the slippers of all those who were crap to them! :D No, not really; just kidding.
Be nice though, it's just nicer!
Ooh and remember; consider spray-cream!

So the question here is not so simple...
What reason do we have to conclude that the previously 'received words' (Baghavad Gita/Torah/Bible/Qur'an etc) are from a/the god(s) but those above are not?

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Britishness Test

Please keep track of all your tip-top answers and we'll tot up your Brit-level at the end, what?
I know it goes without saying but please always endeavour to answer honestly and truthfully; that way we will all be able to see if you are person of suitable character to gain entry to this fabulously civilised, green and pleasant land to which you have been so attracted.

Anyway, on with the test, it's easy, don't worry.

1. Someone insults your god ( or leprechaun, religion, wand, rabbit's foot etc. ) do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison or otherwise persecute them?
b. Write a stern letter to your MP?
c. Laugh?
d. Ignore them?
e. Not applicable; I have no god(s).

2. When some rough lass or chap bumps into you in the street, do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison or otherwise persecute them?
b. Raise your voice and make a show of them with "Hey! Do you mind! Watch where you're going!!"?
c. Ignore it?
d. Apologise and forget about it?

3. While camping someone mistakes your wife for a wind-blown toilet tent and begins pegging her down, do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison or otherwise persecute them?
b. Laugh?
c. Write a strongly worded letter to the camp owner complaining about their ignorant clientèle, to see if you can get your deposit back?
d. Thank them kindly for their vigilance, so as to not cause them unnecessary embarrassment by revealing their mistake?

4. You're in a queue in the bank and some rude yahoo sneaks in ahead of you, do you...
a. Follow their example an behead/stone/whip your way to the front?
b. Say nothing?
c. Raise your voice so that all the queue can hear and say "Well REALLY! How rude!"?
d. Tap them on the shoulder and tell them "There is a proper way to wait for service. Now, if you don't mind; to the rear!"?

5. When a woman asks for the address of the best local genital cutter for her baby girl's 'procedure', do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison her?
b. Offer to help and ask "Will there be cake?"
c. Displaying utter dismay, assertively voice your disdain, pointing out that she's a bad mother and that genital mutilation is just not the done thing?
d. Calmly explain that such procedures are child abuse, thereby illegal and call the police / alert social services?

6. When your daughter announces she's pregnant by her indigenous boyfriend and you realise you will not be able to choose who she will marry, do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison her?
b. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison him?
c. Pummel them both until the red-mist clears, uttering, "If they die, they die!"?
d. Remember that, under the law of the land, who she marries is none of your business, accept the young man as your son-in-law (should she wish to marry him), never raise the topic again and look forward to being a grandparent?
e. Remember that you're now trying to think like a Briton and that Britons accept that their children have the right to arrive at the beginning of their adult path with their right to self-determination intact?

7. When it's time for your magic spell ritual and you're in a crowd of people who don't pretend the same way you do, do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison all the unbelievers as your fable instructs?
b. Drop and do your sycophancy wherever you are, without care or regard to any inconvenience caused to those around you?
c. Take yourself away so that nobody is embarrassed as a result of your magical chanting?
d. Wait and store up your all magic spells, so as to not inconvenience those around you, and squash all the spells into one giant magic session when you're at home?
e. Not applicable; I am free from doctrinal commands.

8. When your daughter, who you've chosen to raise in a modern western democracy, displays modern western democratic values do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison her (to restore the family's honour)?
b. Lock her in a room (to restore the family's honour)?
c. Pour acid over that the nasty westernised skank (to restore the family honour)?
d. DO nothing. The child is free to choose her own life path and her choice has no bearing on family honour?
e. Recognise that what you know as "family honour" is nothing but an excuse an embarrassed misogynistic father employs to conceal primitive animal brutality, intolerance and patriarchal authoritarian dominance?

9. If you heard the voice of the deity you pretend in instructing you to hurt people, would you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison someone?
b. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison yourself?
c. Have a cup of tea and a lie down then visit your doctor and tell him you've gone a bit la-la?
d. Report to a hospital for psychological evaluation?
e. Not applicable; I have no god(s).

10. When taking a catch in cricket, you alone notice you have one foot just over the boundary rope, do you...
a/b. Lie and claim the catch?
c/d. Tell the umpire it was a six?

11. If you were asked to behead someone, would you...
a. Behead someone.
b. Behead the hell out of anything, People, Barbies, Pandas etc, until someone tells you to stop?
c. Ask if you can use the sword you've been sharpening, since your hormone crammed teens, for such an opportunity?
d. Refuse on the grounds that beheading is barbaric and suggest a nice cup of tea and a chat instead?

12. It is suggested that the rules and laws commanded in anyone's favourite fable, matter less than this countries rules and laws, do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison someone?
b. Enter into heavily exampled disagreement about it?
c. Agree but, in a spirit of egalitarian tolerance, point out that that doesn't mean your favourite fable's rules and laws a valueless?
d. Agree, wholeheartedly that all should hold the law of the land in higher regard than laws born of fable, so we can all live happily ever after?

13. When you discover your daughter has been raped, do you...
a. Offer to sell the now soiled property into wedlock with the rapist?
b. Stone the rape victim to death for her infidelity?
c. Beat them both to a bloody pulp - "that'll learn 'em"?
d. Call the police?

14. When asked to list 10 pantomime characters, do you...
a. Comedy behead someone with a trick guillotine?
b. Start a diatribe about how your holy book "is way better than any westerner's bawdy, immodest pantomime", to conceal the fact that you just can't list any?
c. Ask what's a pantomime?
d. List them.

If d. Please list in the space provided.

15. When migrating to a new country, whose ways and values you deplore, do you...
a. Behead people for their own good and keep beheading people until the new country bows to the ways and values you have been taught to think are best?
b. Start a TV channel to cater for the ways you like, so you can feel superior to the heathens and infidels you choose to live amongst?
c. Try to explain to everyone you meet why the new country should be more like the country you were so desperate to leave?
d. Accept and embrace the way of life the new country offers, WITHOUT attempting to ritualistically slaughter the goose that lays the golden egg lifestyle that so attracted you and which now sustains, you and yours?

16. In a discussion with a person you have been friends with for a while, you learn that she/he is atheist, do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison her/him?
b. Shrink back from her/him like they have suddenly sprouted two satanic heads but tell them you'll talk to yourself about them later (Also known as "pray for them").?
c. Say "HELLFIRE'S DAMNATION AWAITS YOUUU!!!" then tell everyone you know what you've learned and that they must "OSTRACISE THE HELLBOUND SATAN SPAWN!!!"?
d. Listen to them, investigate their views and points, and your own beliefs, to see if they're right?
e. Embrace your rational comrade.

17. You order a full English breakfast and when it arrives you remember your favourite fable denies you the pleasure of some items, do you...
a. Behead the waitress for bringing you such an unclean blasphemy?
b. Get in a strop, make a scene and leave in a storm of utterances about "blasphemy" and "infidels" or "heathens"?
c. Politely ask the waitress to remove the offending blasphemies.
d. Eat around the rich dark Bacon with its crispy golden rind, ignore the fat juicy, still sizzling sausages and glistening delights of the spicy black pudding then quietly pay for your meal, providing a healthy tip and leave; satisfied that you have contributed to and maintained the peace and tranquillity of this great civilisation.
e. Not applicable; I am free from doctrinal commands.

18. What is a 99?
a. Slang for a beheading
b. One after 98 and before 100.
c. Doc' Brown's Delorean disappearing into the past.
d. An ice cream cone with a sexy chocolate flake thrust roughly into it.

19. You are walking along your street on a balmy summer evening and see a group of young women, in very little clothing, laughing and chatting as they stroll toward you, do you...
a. Stone them for their immodesty?
c. See them as "sluts 'n' whores" and abuse them, as you disdainfully walk the middle of the pavement, forcing them into the road?
d. Be happy that they are peacefully enjoying themselves, stand aside for them and smile respectfully as they to pass then quietly go about your own business, comforted by the knowledge that, in this society of equality and personal liberty, to commit a,b, or c would be, at the very least, an unthinkable and appalling, utterly unjustified imposition?

20. It's the future, your child has grown to the verge of adulthood and, at dinner one night, she/he announces she/he is atheist, do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison her/him?
b. Blame her/his mother, storm off and never speak to her/him again?
c. Call her/him all the names you're religion has taught you to use to abuse her/him in this circumstance, drag her/him to a cleric, clergy or witchdoctor, to get her/him "cured" then eventually give up and accept that not only is her/his mind made up but that you should not even be trying to compel faith upon another and choose to still love her/him regardless?
d. Accept that the daughter/son you raised to use her/his intelligence, has brought all her/his faculties to bear on such an important issue, respect her/his decision and continue to be a loving parent?

21. It's the future, your child has grown to the verge of adulthood and, at dinner one night, announces she/he is lesbian/gay/bisexual/transgender, do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip/Imprison her/him?
b. Blame her/his mother, storm off and never speak to your child again?
c. Call her/him all the names your religion has taught you to use to abuse your child in such a circumstance, drag her/him to your cleric/clergy/witchdoctor, to get her/him "cured" then give up, accept that your and your partner's biology combined to create your child and that this biological combination is the cause of her/his sexuality, recognise that what your favourite fable has to say about gender or sexuality is as relevant as Goldilocks' review of bedsprings and choose to still love her/him regardless.
d. Say... "Oh, Petal, your mother and I have known for years. That's biology for ya!" and continue to be a loving parent.

22. You open your front door on your way out to work and little dog is sitting on your doorstep looking a bit bit worse for ware and with no collar, do you...
a. Behead/Stone/Whip it?
b. Shoo away the vile creature, hoping it never darkens your door again?
c. Call the dog warden and tell them there's a stray on your doorstep?
d. Make friends with it, give it a drink, secure it and pin a photo of it to your front door with the instruction "in the back yard"?

23. On a wet and windy all hallows eve, a group of kids turns up at your door, screaming "trick or treat", do you...
a. Behead them all?
b. Tie each child to the tiny kid-sized stakes you prepared for the evening and burn them all for their heinous and evil witchcrafty ways?
c. Shoo away that gang of demon-spawn, with a tirade of religious verses, you've spent a month rehearsing, for this very occasion.
d. Give into the capitalist driven agenda of the evening, ignore the widespread, parentally endorsed transgression of the otherwise illegal and morally abhorrent extortionist behaviour, accept that it's not the kids fault and fill the darling little cherubs' hands with sugary goodies?

24. The forestry commission offers you a weekend job but you must work all day, both Saturday and Sunday, do you...
a. Take the axe they're offering and, for their total ignorance of the laws laid down by the fable you pretend in, behead them with it?
b. Don't take the job but turn up at the site, with others of your brand of pretendsies, with placards and demonstrate against work being done on your 'Holy' day?
c. Decline on the grounds that the deity you pretend in expects you to be in full grovel mode, doing your weekly sycophancy on one of the specified days.
d. Gratefully take the job and enjoy getting paid to be in the great British woodlands for as long as the job lasts.

25. When speaking the names of characters depicted in the fables favoured by many, some feel compelled to utter sycophantic commentary or addenda, if you do this, do you do it...
a. Annoyingly often; every time you say one of the names of one of the people you pretend were connected to your chief wizard, you feel compelled to always utter a sycophancy. One might say you're obsessively compulsive about it. You're sure everyone finds it really fucking annoying and you know it's very offensive to those who are not pretenders in magic but their feelings don't matter because those not of your magic belief are just Hell-bound Satanscum?
b. Only when you are talking with other sycophants of the same magic-pretending ways as you; so you don't display insufficient fawning in front of those who would judge your lack of sycophancy most harshly?
c. Silently in your head?
d. Not at all, never crosses my mind - I'm not a doctrine addict!

26. You decide to make a traditional British dish and settle on baking Rhubarb Crumble, do you.
a. Discover that the recipe is not in your holy book and begin a campaign to eradicate every rhubarb crumble recipe from the country?
b. Find a recipe written by another of your fellow sycophants, so that the ingredients conform to the dietary requirements your favourite fable compels you to follow?
c. Beg a recipe from that old lady who's always baking, follow her recipe exactly?
d. Beg a recipe from that old lady who's always baking, follow her recipe but double the quantities of the crumble mix?
e. Beg a recipe from that old lady who's always baking, follow her recipe but double the quantities of the crumble mix and, when preparing the custard, reduce the milk volume by 15%?

So, as I said at the start, let's check your Brit-level...

Mostly a.
Sadly, you may never have the right stuff to be a Briton. Please apply elsewhere. Your results suggest you are perfectly suited to your previous country's culture.
Mostly b.
Sorry. No Fish 'n' Chips for you - you are still too enthralled with the culture from which you've chosen to escape. Perhaps you should apply to somewhere similar to the place you left.
Mostly c.
The c's are a grey area: You may well be Briton already but you might merely be rational; an excellent chance of becoming a fully fledged Briton.
Mostly d. or e.
I'll put the kettle on, make a nice pot of tea. Oh and we're a couple of dancers short for our Morris troop. If you fancy having a crack at dancing with bells below your knees or pom-poms, we meet in the Robin Hood's Arms, Tues, 7pm. And welcome to the best island society in the history of the world.

If this were an actual test given to actual immigrants I'd add a clause at the end...
"Should you choose to continue to apply for citizenship, the answers you have given here become legally binding, and should you be accepted as citizen, any discrepancies between your answers here and your actions throughout you citizenship will result in immediate legal proceedings and possible deportation."

If some form of indoctrination to which you were subjected has caused you to be offended by what you've read here, so be it; the British thing to do in such a situation is write a letter of complaint to the person who is to blame for your hideously indoctrinated condition.
The reason for the choice of words above is to show that any who are offended by someone else's description of their faith, tradition or culture are insufficiently tolerant to be a Briton, however, if you feel the need to, please feel free to vent to me, I'm all ears. (For those who pretend in magic - not literally "all ears" - I have other body parts too!)

If you did the list of pantomime characters or you want to register your score, "mostly d's" etc, feel free to leave 'em in the comments. :)

While this test would clearly have to be expanded and is somewhat simplistic and humorous, I've tried to pose questions which genuinely highlight the sort of very rational values and behaviour I think most Britons hold high. My point is the nature of a Briton is not found in knowing the birth date of a king. The core of the everyday, workaday Briton is fairness but that single word is a wholly insignificant sound-bite, which cannot do justice to, and insufficiently illustrates, that fairness is at our core; being reasonable is at the root of who we are and at the heart of Briton.

So, finally, to the question...
Shouldn't any such test, test fairness, reasonableness and rationality, in all its most expansive and intricate natures?

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They Of The Ideology Came

When they of the ideology arose,

first they came for the Joos,
and we didn't speak up because the Joos had invented the problem,

Then they came for the Crustians,
and we didn't speak up because the Crustians had exacerbated the problem.

Then they came for the Musclearms,
and we didn't speak up because the Musclearms had weaponised the problem.

Then they came for the Hinddists,
and we didn't speak up because the Hinddists maintained the concepts of the problem.

Then they came for the Spiritoolists,
and we didn't speak up because the Spiritoolists played in the shadows of the problem.

Then they came for us; the freethinkers, the rational and the scientists
but by then we'd constructed airtight bunkers, released a deadly virus,
and saved what was left of civilisation from the scourge of the ideology.

Don't panic it's just a bit of poetry...
and the bunkers are barely out of planning stage anyway. ;)

With more than a hat-tip to Martin Niemöller's "First they came...", I guess the question for this muse is, what are the chances...
Of a radical ideology with stated goals of global domination springing from ancient misapprehension?
I'm gonna go with 'extremely high'.
Of freethinkers, the rational and scientists being the last to be slaughtered?
Slim to none? Probably.

Anyone else notice an air of impending doom about these magical fantasies?
Like they might just be the death of all of us?
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End Religion For Peace Sake

Rival Supremacist books are penned.
Their fables cause a war.
Hundreds die.
The defenders are vanquished.
The war subsides,
but there is no peace.

Rival Supremacist books exist.
Their fables cause a war.
Thousands die.
The attackers are vanquished.
War subsides again,
but there is still no peace.

Rival Supremacist books exist.
Their fables cause inter-cultural ructions.
Multi Millions die every day for hundreds of years.
People weary of the fighting and atrocities.
The wars subside,
but the dream of peace evades.

Rival Supremacist books exist.
People awaken to the problem.
These fables cause wars!
People wage war on Supremacist books.
Billions live.
There is Peace.

Why is this not obvious to the various supremacist factions?
Too busy navel-gazing to notice the beheading bloodbath pooling around them?
Or maybe they're all equally convinced that it matters not how many die, just as long as their team wins?

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Much Compulsion In Religion

I don't know if you've heard of Mubarak Bala, 29 year old Nigerian from Kano, who was beaten and dumped in a psychiatric ward for 18 days for merely declaring himself to be unconvinced by any of the hypotheses for god(s) - that's all - just an insignificant thing like saying out loud, "I don't think there's really a Chief Wizard"!

The person saying "religion is fiction" is clearly not the one in need of psychological evaluation!!

Mubarak is free now so I'm going to pick up on the theme of Mubarak's imposed dilemma and talk more generally about about the supremacist mindset, which enables, if not compels, and justifies, within the confines of the twisted morality of the cult, this sort of imprisonment "for one's own good".

Mubarak's confinement reminds me of similar programs, called 'interventions', that are designed to help a drug addict get off their addiction, not, as in Mubarak's case, 'persuade' a reformed addict to rejoin a hive of users. A reverse-intervention, really.
The imprisonment or punishment for one who leaves the cult, is seen (within the cult) as for the benefit of the subject. A kindness! It is seen this way because the sacred text of cult proclaims itself as "the perfect word of god" and anything less than complete compliance with that god's "perfect way to live" is seen by its multitude of enthralled sycophants as inferior; inadequate in the eyes of the second-rate author promising to burn the subject forever!

Since I first heard of Mubarak's plight, I have been watching a stream of Muslims addressing Mubarak on Twitter and offering hellfire laiden threats, thinly veiled as best wishes.
I find it utterly repulsive and abhorrent in the extreme that people, who are supposed to love peace, are so twisted by the text imposed upon them by their ancestors that they do not recognise that their 'well-wishing' coercive urging of a loved-one to "make the right choice, restart your addiction and return to the haze of pretendsies", as compulsion! How can anyone not recognise, "Have you forgotten you will burn forever in hell if you leave the gang?" as an imposition, designed to coerce and compel?
If their favourite fable did not claim itself to be supreme above ALL other life paths and did not, at its core, utterly disrespect ALL other life paths, do you think we would have ever heard of these violent, inhumane and anti human rights reverse-interventions being perpetrated on those with a different point of view on the existence of Jinn, Satan, Angels, God(s) or Casper?
You can probably guess what I think.

As with all cults, there is mass hypocrisy in Islam; indeed, "Let there be no compulsion in religion"(Qur'an: Surah 2:256) must be the most transgressed of their idol's commands!
The reverse-intervention perpetrated by Mubarak's family is not the only one! This religious oppression happens on a daily basis to numerous victims of religion around the world.

Before one of these reverse-intervention "treatments" kills one of the victims let's
End religion for peace sake.

Big thanks are owed for the #FreeMubarak campaign to...
Godlessmom.com, Virtuarat.com and iheu.org and kudos to godless_mom, QuranifyMe, Deezer234, IHEU, Virtuarat, NancyDrewPI, Naradee12, ABCHammerstein and numerous others for getting the word out.

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To Indoctrinate or Not

To those poor families forced to now feel shame and grief because of their sons' delusions, I genuinely offer deepest sympathies and best wishes.

However, I feel compelled to raise what seems to me a fairly obvious point...
"Hello, good evening and welcome to 'Britons Today'.
I'm your host, Su Spicious and, first up is Mrs Unbe Liever, whose son is not one of the many young men who have rushed off to fight in one of the many 'holy' wars currently raging.
Mrs Liever. Welcome."

"Thank you, Su. Delighted to be here."

"Now, Mrs Liever, could you explain just how your son not going off to fight in this latest 'holy' war has made you feel?"

"Well, I said to his father, 'what shall we indoctrinate the lad with, Father?' This was not long after the boy was newborn and I'd had a few pamphlet through, so I asked, I said, 'should we go with the barbaric classics, the Torah, Bible and Qur'an or switch it up a bit and baste the bairn in Hindu? Or, maybe, go with more modern day voodoo like scientololologism or the new-wave crystalline wiccadruids.' I mean, y'know it's a tough choice! So many to choose from! 'I've read all the pamphlets', I said, 'and they're all much of a muchness!"
And he said, not straight away mind; he carried on staring into the fire in silence for a bit, like he did, then he said something that I really wasn't expecting.
'You now what, mother?' He said, he had a very deep voice, that's one of the things that first attracted me, 'You know what? I don't think any of them make any sense!'
Well, it raised my eyebrow, I can tell you, but before I could say anything he continued, which in itself was unusual, not a very verbose chap y'know, anyway, he said. 'I've had deer poop' only he didn't say poop, he was a bit of a lad; luv 'im. 'I've had deer poop in my socks for a month now; just exactly as Morgana at the 'wishes & wants emporium' said to do, and Nothing! No improvement whatever! I tell ya, I don't think any of those people, who wax all lyrical about magical things, actually know anything about magical things! And, if they don't know anything about 'em, maybe there are no magic things!"
I was dumbstruck! I just sat and watched as he angrily tore off his poopy socks, then tentatively offered, 'You are suggesting we don't indoctrinate him at all, Father?'
'I am, Mother.' He said, he was deadly serious and when he's deadly serious it's always worth thinking about. So I did, I thought about it a bit, and what I thought was Kylie, my tarot card reader, never gets anything right! And it made me feel he might just be onto something. So after a moment or two I agreed, I said to him.
'Right, that's settled, then. I can stop worrying about it and recycle all those inane pamphlets!' As I stood to collect them, a thought struck me... 'So that the lad has the best chance of learning to think for himself, maybe we should abstain from practising our indoctrinations while he grows into an adult?" Well, father looked at me with such a loving smile on his face; proud, y'know.
'That's my girl,' he said, 'always thinking two steps ahead.'
So we didn't indoctrinate him in anything. And now, with all these kids leaving to join in some 'holy' war or other, I'm thrilled with our choice.
So many of those who chose to indoctrinate their precious sons have lost them to the violence of ideological war that their child only learned about from the book of their indoctrination! It's very sad, they must feel like they've betrayed their own children. And now, sadly, each and every one of them will never know the joy of being grandparents. Whereas, my son and his partner are expecting my third grandchild.

I just wish Father were still alive to see the wonderful fruits of our choice."

And so to the questions...

Is it possible for one who is NEVER branded and indoctrinated with an ideology to consider Jihad, Crusade or other "holy" war justified and worthwhile?
If one has never been taught to believe 'there is a paradise waiting for you', can one be persuaded to offer one's life for any cause promising paradise for those killed in pursuit of it?
On both counts, I think not.

However, this is not how the great multitudes of indoctrinated have been, and are being, educated to think...

At about 50 seconds into the report the obviously troubled father asks...
"Who made fatwa for them to go there? On what basis?"
I feel that one may only conclude that the unspoken subtext of that mental position is...
"If one of my righteous religious leaders had got it in his head to call a fatwa, then it would be fine. I wouldn't be annoyed, shocked or worried.
I'd be rejoicing in my son's honourable participation in glorious holy Jihad.

So as a final ponder...
Can we honestly continue to pretend that these "warrior for god" concepts are not promoted in books, which almost all of society hail as "instructions direct from god"?
Is it not time for us all stop pretending these books are benign?
Might it be time to eradicate them, or at the very least edit them?

More on this theme...
To Offer Or Not Offer Belief, Scripture Scramble Religious Gameshow or Presentation for 3rd Annual International Day of Protest against Hereditary Religion

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Bishop Teaches Anus To Talk

"Speaking during his maiden speech in the House of Lords, Bishop Cottrell argued that the presence of a cleric or lay chaplain in schools would help reduce the influence of firebrand clerics by helping children become “mature citizens” in a multi-faith society."

Article here

Why anyone listens to the complete fucking idiocy of those of the magic pretending persuasion is an unending source of amazement to me.
Only a Pretender In God(s) could conceive the notion that the answer to having too much magic pretending in schools is more mad-eyed clerics who pretend in different magics!
Bishop Cottrell's mental masturbation on behalf of his favourite magic manifesto is a very good example of why pretenders in magic should have no place in any form of governance.

The answer to the 'too much religion in schools' problem is one or more of the following...

  • Make it illegal for a person of faith to teach science.
  • Make religious education part of history lessons - teach it alongside all the other wild-eyed fantasies we used to pretend were real.
  • Make it illegal to indoctrinate a minor with any spiritual drivel (Make religious practice an adults-only pastime).
  • Restrict religious education to University courses.

  • To any rational thinker the utterly obvious answer to too much religion is much less religion!
    Religion has had its chance to prove its worth and has failed.
    Why don't we not only separate church/synagogue/mosque from state but also from humanity?
    Why not choose to be adult, discard the pretending and find ways to eradicate religion before it eradicates any more of us?

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    In The Before Is The Void

    It occurred to me, as it probably has to many atheists, that all of our world's many creation myths are pretty rubbish.
    That is to say, given what science has revealed, the texts of any of the scriptures, of the various "god(s)" we've imagined, could have been more "accurate" in their portrayal of "creation".
    It's been argued, by various creationists I've had discourse with, that "knowing too much" would have left "us" nothing to discover.
    It made me wonder if it would be possible to write a creation myth, which would not only be comprehensible to an ancient goatherd and have some elements that such an audience would deem "prophetic" and "answers", but also be sufficiently descriptive so as to approximate what a 21st century theoretical physicist might comprehend about the universe, whilst avoiding the "spoilers" point the creationists highlighted. I further considered that such a myth must also omit any hint of a deity, be written so that it could apply to any sentient species, existing at any time, across the cosmos and, as so many previous creation myths have an overly patriarchal tone, attempt to render it all in a gender neutral way.
    So I've had a crack at it and, after having done this exercise, whilst I'm not holding up what follows as an exact representation of how the cosmos came about, it's based on what I've understood about current science, I'm not a scientist, so it's an artist's impression, I am saying, that for me to take any religious scripture seriously, that religious scripture's creation myth would have to proclaim pretty closely to what I've mused here and be almost identical to that which I've mused in bold.
    So without further etcetera...

    The Void
    In the before is the void,
    unvarying, dim and shapeless, limitless plain of nothingness.
    And the still, silent void remained void for moments without measure,
    when thought was still unfounded and time was still unknown.

    Then a near spent echo of a timeless tiny tremble,
    whose innate nature allowed then to be now, became,
    emerging throughout all moments as one.
    The echo caused a tiny fault, piercing the peace of that void,
    a single, negligible splash of immaterial near-nought,
    displacing the absence unto which it sprang.
    In a newborn primary arrow of time
    the tiny became spirals, loops and twists,
    rippling and spinning all throughout,
    birthing new facets of the void with their travel,
    mingling with each other and acting alone,
    their making of space for themselves, shaped the void about them.
    And the void was becoming absent,
    and the tangled, trembling, turmoil of the tiny was beginning.

    The Turmoil
    An unknown number of moments passed
    and a timeless tiny tremble echoed again,
    far weaker than the merest twitch of butterfly's wing,
    the cause of a maelstrom,
    it splashed into the turmoil, still rippling without end,
    churning further its new chaotic home.
    Another while passes then another of the tiniest of splashes.
    Then another, and another, as light as the gentlest of rainstorms,
    but each splash whipped up the turmoil about it with twists and loops and tangles.
    Then a clash, on the tiniest of measures, in that which had become most restless.
    And far from the deathly peaceful void it had once been the turmoil had become.
    And all through its tiny, sprawling, entirety was clashing and churning and striking.
    And from this trembling twisting turmoil of the tiny,
    sprang the very first of the smallest.
    And for the first time one circled another,
    as if inseparably entranced, compelled to forever dance,
    to a tune forged by the rules born in the first fruitful moment.

    Eons passed then, in that turmoil of dark, came a clash with a bang,
    more powerful than the most violent thunder clap and more silent than the long dead.
    And the first bright light shone, where none had been before.
    And it was the largest,
    and it drew in all the smallest
    and burned them all so fiercely and all at once, and another greater bang became,
    and, in this fire, the greatest ever, the largest burned itself up also,
    and its form burst and, as its fire died,
    a great dark cloud, of all there ever was, was thrown out
    and it grew and became widespread, making space for itself with its travel,
    like a great spider's web, growing ever larger but without measure.

    The Dark Cloud
    And the widespread dark cloud remained dark but the rules still ruled,
    and clashes and strikes and turmoil was rife all amongst the cloud,
    and on one special day, that was a great clashing, a shining ball of fire appeared.
    Its presence kindled further fires across the cloud,
    as was its nature, born of the rules of the first fruitful moment.
    And all across the cloud, in each new fire, new mixtures became.
    And their newborn natures mixed and clashed,
    And many more began to circle many more.
    and the new forms burst out from their shining globes and became thrown out.
    And that which was thrown out became widespread.
    And the widespread was drawn together, the large drawing in the small.
    And dust formed into rocks and shaped the cloud further.
    And the pulls of all of the larger threw the smaller spinning through the cloud,
    and they clashed with each other, and caused further larger discord in the cloud.
    And the elements of the cloud increased their number and intricacy and were becoming.
    and all the time the large stirred the small.
    Everywhere, spinning rocks, heavy with heat and light,
    pulled smaller, cooler, darker rocks, spinning in circles about them,
    until there was much quiet throughout,
    and what was once void and turmoil and dark cloud had become cosmos.

    The Cosmos
    And all across this cosmos were great collections.
    It was the greatest multitude of groups of rocks, spinning and circling,
    each around its own great shining globe of heat and light.
    And uncountable the number of bodies of the cosmos had become,
    and its form, like fine bejewelled necklaces,
    was spread to the widest measure in all ways.

    Eons passed and, as had happened many times before, all across this cosmos,
    around one shining globe, in one corner, of one group, of the great multitude of the cosmos,
    dust collected into great balls of rock and balls of cloud and some were large and some small,
    and the large drew in the small, until each found a place,
    spinning and circling around that shining globe.
    And a new group had become, tiny against a cosmos beyond measure
    but of a glorious magnificence of import.

    The New
    Eons passed and in one enormous sea, on one tiny spinning ball of rock, in that new group,
    the smallest of the cosmos became joined together in ways as never before.
    With constant churning of the powerful sea and unending lightening storms above,
    the new became no longer rocks and dust and clouds.
    No longer were rocks, dust and clouds alone in the cosmos.
    the new had become, wholly different from all that had gone before.
    And their new nature was winding and twisted as a labyrinth.
    And their new labyrinthine form was the cause and they were with purpose.
    The new forms needed.
    And these were the first Life,
    the tiniest plants and tiniest beasts had become.

    The Life
    Eons passed while the need drove Life,
    to seek that which their form's nature urged them to seek.
    They grew and changed and multiplied to fill all of the space on this tiny rock.
    And their experience of their growth and change,
    that they had gained through their daily lives,
    became ingrained in their descendants for many generations.
    And, with each circling of their rock around its globe,
    their ingrained experience took on new twists,
    until great forests covered the land,
    and an uncountable multitude of tiny beasts populated all their roots, stems and branches.
    And Life was fruitful all across this rock,
    and populated all the ocean, grazed over all the lands, and took to the air.
    And Life was the master of its domain,
    and terrible bloody was the daily battle for survival.
    But the many changes, forced on one and all, by the rules,
    and by their battles with each other and their surroundings,
    forged them into shapes better suited to surviving their days.
    Life overcame all the changes in the nature around them,
    and each generation spawned a generation better suited to their new surroundings.
    With each passing millennium, each animal became more aware of their domain,
    and all their great changes and awareness and their struggle for survival,
    had brought forth a new form for Life.
    No longer was ingrained experience the only means of survival;
    all of Life's struggling had brought forth thought.

    And on that glorious day, what was new, had became old and Wise.

    The Wise
    And the Wise climbed down from the trees,
    where they had lived happily for an eon,
    while they were still animals without thought,
    and they thought they would walk upright,
    to gain better awareness of their surroundings.
    And this they did,
    and they found their thought was true.
    And the Wise mastered fire and skills with tools.
    And they thought they could shape and change their surroundings to better suit their desires,
    and this they did for a thousand generations,
    and oft they found that their thought was true.
    And their bodies and thoughts changed,
    to better suit the surroundings they had created.
    And after many years, of many bloody wars,
    over which way of thought was most true,
    they thought a way should be thought
    for all the Wise to live in peace together,
    and act fairly in all dealings, with one and all.
    And so they toiled to forge rules,
    fair for all, for all to live by.
    And the Wise saw that they were good,
    and again they found their thought was true.
    And their collected knowledge and experience of their surroundings grew.
    And they gained mastery over the beasts, turned the wild plants to their needs,
    and farmed their animals and lands tirelessly and with great care,
    and the Wise thrived by their thought and toil
    and ate plentifully each and every year round.
    And the nature of the Wise changed, their lives became of many more days,
    and not so soon would the dark, silent, end of each become.
    But the Wise knew the end of each, would always lay before each.
    And the Wise thought of those darkest of days, known to all, of sorrow and pain,
    when the end of each brings all that they were and knew to be lost.
    And so that all that they were, all their best thoughts and deeds and toil, would not be lost,
    the Wise made ways, to pass to each new child of the Wise, all that the Wise ever knew,
    so all generations of the Wise would remember their thoughts and deeds and toil, and, for all the days ahead, the Wise would prosper by it.

    The Truth
    And, if the thoughts and deeds of the Wise hold true,
    the journey before those of the nature of the Wise
    is as wide, tall, deep and long lived as the cosmos itself.

    The Tomorrows
    And thus, as time passes, the Wise will learn,
    to forge the rocks into shapes of their will.
    And their number will grow to a great multitude,
    and they will group together in great throngs,
    and live in fine cities of crystal, all across their domain.
    And the Wise will learn to ride on giant wings,
    able, with ease, to race ahead of the rising sun.
    And, in time, the Wise will learn skills with the smallest of the cosmos,
    so they may better shape their domain.
    And so wide will be their reach across the world,
    that they will set their thoughts on travelling the cosmos.
    And great will be their power,
    to both grant life and destroy it.

    And on one special day, when the Wise gain enough knowledge and skills,
    they will collect all the Wise thoughts, of some millions of days,
    and in a place of high mountains, by their collected will,
    the Wise will mine a giant cavern,
    and it shall be a great, long loop in the bowels of the Earth
    and they will cause it to be filled with lightening.
    And beneath those high mountains the Wise will watch,
    with tireless patience and for as long as it shall take,
    as their great lightening loop brings forth its offspring,
    the turbulent tremblings of the tiniest of the cosmos,
    And with the deepest truths of the nature of the cosmos rising before their eyes,
    and with their great power of group thought, which has brought them to that place,
    they will piece together the nature and form of all of the history that ever there was.
    And their effort will be fruitful and the Wise will discover a great bounty,
    many of the greatest of their questions shall be answered but it will pose many more.
    And the Wise will rejoice in this,
    because it is in the nature of the Wise to seek knowledge.

    And all the time the Wise observe the offspring of their lightening loop,
    and all the time they are learning answers to their questions,
    the lightening loop, unforeseen and unknown, is bearing timeless tiny tremblings,
    whose innate natures allow now to be then,
    and echo throughout all moments,
    and excite an unvarying, dim and shapeless,
    limitless plain of nothingness.

    There you are, that's my artist's impression of a more 'accurate' scripture, which could have been "revealed"; a possible "received word", fully formatted for any potential Bronze Age wannabe prophet to set up his very own snake-oil stall, though I sense no prophet could profit from it. It's clearly not perfect but, as a non-omniscient, fairly fallible chap, I'm quite chuffed with it.

    Now, the question is...
    Given the unbelievably inaccurate load of old fantasy fables we have ended up with, how can anyone consider it possible, let alone likely, that an all-knowing god dictated, inspired or revealed any one of them?

    If you like the idea behind this post maybe you will also like this one too?
    The sections of the creation myth above that are not in bold are my speculation.
    If you are interested, the reasoning behind that speculation is here.

    I'm guessing that those who pretend in some magic or other, a soul, spirit, god or what-have-you, will likely suggest that "In the before was the void" is what I "believe". For those of you who can't imagine reality without your fictional friends, I just want to point out that it is not what I "believe". I need not "believe" it, there is no need or compulsion to do so. It's just a composite of what I understand of the evidence uncovered by science, with a sprinkling of speculation on top.
    "Belief" is not required.

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    Evolutionary Evidence

    I've not posted one of these for a while, there are so many "more proof of evolution" announcements, it was all getting a bit samey, but I thought this half-animal half-plant discovery was evidence worth highlighting...
    "Sea anemone is genetically half animal, half plant
    Date: March 18, 2014
    Source: University of Vienna
    Summary: Evolutionary and developmental biologists have discovered that sea anemones display a genomic landscape with a complexity of regulatory elements similar to that of fruit flies or other animal model systems. This suggests that this principle of gene regulation is already 600 million years old and dates back to the common ancestor of human, fly and sea anemone."

    The article concludes...
    "In summary, while the sea anemone's genome, gene repertoire and gene regulation on the DNA level is surprisingly similar to vertebrates, its post-transcriptional regulation is plant-like and probably dates back to the common ancestor of animals and plants."

    Full article at ScienceDaily.com

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    How can I be happy

    "How can I be happy?"
    Narrated by Stephen Fry
    That's Humanism

    I've nothing whatever to add, the piece stands alone. An excellent example of how to get the message across.
    Kudos to those who conceived, scripted, performed and produced it.

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    Presentation for 3rd Annual International Day of Protest against Hereditary Religion

    Not broadcast (because of technical issues) but written and animated for Presentation on the 3rd Annual International Day of Protest against Hereditary Religion.
    Thought you might like to see it.

    I watched about 17 hours of the protest including the time was live on air.
    I learned a lot, it was all interesting and I was never bored. That's some feat!
    Congratulations one and all.
    Thanks to Richard Collins for thinking up the mad & brilliant protest in the first place but also for the invitation to take part and his encouragement along the way. Thanks to Lance Seivert for making it all so easy, and to all involved, from backroom staff to featured guests, kudos, but greatest kudos of all to Ryan Burkhart from Hammer of the Gods for a superb 24 hours of hosting. Respect.

    If you want a look at a very interesting 24 hours, the whole protest is recorded on Youtube starting...
    I'm on at about 6 hours and 53 mins into the 3rd part and some of the 4th part.

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    3rd Annual International Day of Protest Against Hereditary Religion

    Make a space on your calendar for the 20th January - The 3rd annual International Day of Protest Against Hereditary Religion is on. 
    You've got a whole 24hrs to tune in and lend and ear; maybe even contribute via social network.
    Come and Joins us for some or all of it - the audience is everything. 
    No doubt you'll be interested, amazed and entertained. 
    Oh and I'll be on at about 8pm GMT (20:00) 
    3rd Annual International Day of Protest Against Hereditary Religion
    Vulnerable naive children all over the world are routinely consigned by their parents to faith organizations to be groomed as members of the parent’s faith. Toddlers are led into religious houses of worship and surrounded by hundreds and perhaps even thousands of emotional adherents. The experience often overwhelms and frightens children who have no way of processing what is happening. Most adults commonly encounter difficulty understanding supernatural bizarre religious ideas and rituals. Accordingly, children can suffer emotional trauma and anxiety as a result of practices fostered by the cultural acceptance of endorsing hereditary religion. 
    Universally, civil authorities are oblivious to the way the practice violates a child's human rights and the emotional damage it can inflict. Although civil libertarians have long objected to childhood indoctrination, perpetrators unfailingly offer the defense of free will. They argue a child is always free to choose a different faith, or no faith, when they reach their majority, (usually 18 years), and leave the family home. This is an incoherent argument because determined and repeated efforts are made during the child's formative years to insure they will never leave the faith. Furthermore, recent brain science research reveals conclusively that constant repetition of the same inputs to the brain results in permanent neuronal configurations that are nearly impervious to change without great difficulty. Moreover, leading researchers increasingly question the age old assumption that free will is a fact. Instead, they assert that free will is a convenient illusion. 
    Rigorous and prolonged religious grooming that happens to children before their brains are completely developed can shape their thought processes for life. Such abuse ignores children’s human right to an open future free of wanton manipulation and interference and can set them on a path of rigid dogmatism. 
    On January 20, 2014 the third international protest against hereditary religion will take place involving thousands of participants around the world. The event is being staged in cyberspace and will feature a virtual rally stage with nationally recognized presenters exploring the protest themes and leading real time discussions using internet communication resources. The event announcement is on facebook: facebook.com/events/
    Let nothing thwart a child from achieving personal autonomy. 
    For more information:
    End Hereditary Religion
    Web site: EndHereditaryReligion.com
    Please join us in the protest; 
    the higher the viewing audience the more 'noise' we all make.
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