I’ve noticed that a great deal of people who post on this forum really don’t have information about themselves written on their public profile. I’ll spend the time to do a little update on mine and I hope that others will follow along and do the same. The profiles really don’t need to be that elaborate. Maybe just a little information about where you live, how old you are, and where your views are on various issues. Even a photo would be nice (if you dare)
Hit Control Panel
Hit Edit Profile
Voila! Instant Profile!
Then just post “Added” if you’ve finished so we can all get a little information about yourself.
So be honest here. Was that little three year old an Atheist?
Actually, yes. My parents did not attend church, and I had not heard of ‘god’ yet. The picture was taken in Michigan. We were visiting my mother’s sister. Although her husband was catholic, my aunt was atheist too. We were working our way across county from California to fly to dad’s next post in Germany.
Geez, nag, nag, nag. OK, E-M, I’ve filled out my bio. Satisfied?
Yeah, I met Asanta about a year and a half ago, and she still looks like her picture, even though it’s probably 40 years out of date.
That is very sweet of you Occam! (More like 50+ years…)
I also was never taught ethics or morality by a church or my parents. I just followed their examples and used common sense as probably did Asanta.
You’re right. We were required to go to church every Sunday whenever we lived on base and could walk to the nearest military church, generally to the generic protestant milquetoast services. And we attended a catholic school. My atheist mom wanted us to be familiar with religion. Probably to inculcate us against it. Certainly in conversation with them, we would discuss the inconsistencies. The rule was that we had to attend church until we were 11, after which it was voluntary, we all stopped at 11. I would go to churches of various denominations occasionally with friends as I got older, but it still seemed like nonsensical kookiness to me. My most ‘interesting’ experience was attending a baptist revival meeting in high school with my best friend. It dragged on for 12 grueling hours, and I was trapped, since I rode in with them and their father was one of the ministers. I refused all future invitations. I figure I have seen enough of the varieties of religion, I have not been back to a church again except to support friends/family at funerals. No sense in wasting time on something I don’t believe anyway. I have a finite amount of time on this earth and I refuse to waste it on nonsense.