You heard that right. In every forum, on every corner, they are people who go, “Wrong! Wrong. Wrong!”
It seems to be a whole culture of argumentative twats.
I probably do not have to worry about one of them seeing this post and having to argue with me. This blog is obscure. No new person is likely to see this and take umbrage with what they will deem a gross generality.
But it is true. Really barren culture. Almost always young men who probably do not get much sex if at all.
Like I used to be.
A little later, I tried using “agnostic,” but I learned that term is broken in modern parlance. Originally, it meant a thing like “God” was not knowable, not merely someone saying they did not know. There is a big difference. One is saying, “I do not know about that,” but the other says, “It is impossible to know about that.”
So I stopped using that term because I will never assume anything is impossible to know. As an aside, hardly anyone knows that the term came out of post-Kantian “transcendentalism,” and well, see my many thoughts on “Romantics.” I am even less fond of them than Robert Pirsig in Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.” Some people reading this will think I dropped some obscure references, but I can assure them, no. Community College level obscure, maybe.
So, atheists were dicks, and agnostics were dingbats.
I wished to be neither without caring about either. That is why I describe myself as an unbeliever. I wish to disassociate myself from cranky juveniles of whatever age, and I wish to dissociate myself from anyone caught in mental maybe loop.
Saying this out loud is ironically antagonistic, and I find that amusing, for it is more of an aesthetic echo of a former self, yet I do know that some will take umbrage.