Today is Blasphemy Day International. I feel like I should be saying something spectacularly blasphemous, like, “Fuck God in all sixty of his non-existent assholes.” Or write some blistering rant about the fucked-up shit religion is responsible for, and why religion is, in fact, responsible for it. Or link to my stick figure drawing of Mohammad from “Everybody Draw Mohammad Day,” or to my Blasphemy Challenge video from about eight hundred thousand years ago. (If you want a nice, thorough, thoughtful analysis of why I think blaspheming is important and positive, the “Everybody Draw Mohammad Day” piece is a good one.)
Or maybe I should just pass on the new swear Ingrid and I made up: “Jesus Fictional Christ!”
But I don’t have my shit together, and didn’t realize this was happening until late last night. So I’ll just leave it at this:
There is no god.
And people should be able to say so without fearing for their jobs, homes, families, safety, and lives.
I’m just sayin’, is all.