I’m working on a book about the personal experiences of atheists in America. Please visit my site, Not My God, at http://www.sarahtrachtenberg.com
I look forward to hearing anything you have to say.
My girlfriend (and future wife) is a devout Christian and I am an Atheist. If you’re interested in any of my experiences for your book, I’d be glad to help.
Some free advice Sarah.
Fix your website. It looks like shit.
Shirley it is not that difficult to find someone who can make the format a little more appealing, without spending a lot of money.
You have asked if I wanted to post on your website and I replied to you because you are a woman to be treated with respect but I must say no to you and I will give you my reasons. It’s true, I have a lot of friends in the blogosphere. But they wouldn’t be so friendly if they knew my business was atheism instead of on-line porn which they consider a harmless vice but atheism, that’s a dirty business.
Besides that, I wish you all the best in your business ventures as long as your interests don’t conflict with mine.
But I’m a superstitious man. And if some unlucky accident should befall any of my brothers and sisters on this forum, if they should be shot in the head by a police officer, or if they should hang themselves in their jail cells, or if they’re struck by a bolt of lightening, then I’m going to blame some of the people on this thread and that, I do not forgive. But, that aside,I swear, on the souls of my grandchildren, that I will not be the one to break the peace we have made here today.
Besides that, I wish you all the best in your business ventures as long as your interests don’t conflict with mine.
But I’m a superstitious man. And if some unlucky accident should befall any of my brothers and sisters on this forum, if they should be shot in the head by a police officer, or if they should hang themselves in their jail cells, or if they’re struck by a bolt of lightening, then I’m going to blame some of the people on this thread and that, I do not forgive. But, that aside,I swear, on the souls of my grandchildren, that I will not be the one to break the peace we have made here today.
Don Corleone, I am honored and grateful that you have invited me to your daughter… ‘s wedding… on the day of your daughter’s wedding. And I hope their first child be a masculine child. I pledge my ever-ending loyalty. And please never give me an offer I cannot refuse.
I have a sentimental weakness for my colleagues and I spoil them as you can see. They talk when they should listen. Anyway, Ms. Sarah, my no to you is final. I want to congratulate you on your new business and I’m sure you’ll do very well and good luck to you.
Salathiel! What’s the matter with you? I think your brain’s going soft with all that comedy you’re playing with that young girl. Never tell anyone outside the Forum what you’re thinking again!
Some free advice Sarah.
Fix your website. It looks like shit.
Shirley it is not that difficult to find someone who can make the format a little more appealing, without spending a lot of money.
You have asked if I wanted to post on your website and I replied to you because you are a woman to be treated with respect but I must say no to you and I will give you my reasons. It’s true, I have a lot of friends in the blogosphere. But they wouldn’t be so friendly if they knew my business was atheism instead of on-line porn which they consider a harmless vice but atheism, that’s a dirty business.
Besides that, I wish you all the best in your business ventures as long as your interests don’t conflict with mine.
But I’m a superstitious man. And if some unlucky accident should befall any of my brothers and sisters on this forum, if they should be shot in the head by a police officer, or if they should hang themselves in their jail cells, or if they’re struck by a bolt of lightening, then I’m going to blame some of the people on this thread and that, I do not forgive. But, that aside,I swear, on the souls of my grandchildren, that I will not be the one to break the peace we have made here today.
Why are you being so rude to me? Your poor spelling discredits you, so I won’t take what you say too seriously, but you should really think about the way you talk to people. Did I ever personally ask you to submit to me? I don’t recall if I did, and if I did, I’m sorry, since I don’t want to talk to such a jerk. I have a feeling you’re kidding and don’t mean a word of your post, but you’re still an asshole for posting it, even if it’s a joke. I am a woman trying very hard to make it in the world and you’re not being funny at all.
My girlfriend (and future wife) is a devout Christian and I am an Atheist. If you’re interested in any of my experiences for your book, I’d be glad to help.
Cody
That’d be great, if you could tell me more about it.
Sarah
Hmmm. As far as I can tell, you’re a snowy owl that makes hooting noises like “Hi Diddly Ho Infidel-erinos”.
I reported to the forum last year that an owl attacked my cat. I didn’t actually see the attack, but his wounds had ‘owl’ written all over them. My guess is that he heard rustling in the brush and crept forward to investigate. Mind you, he is very, very cautious, OK, cowardly, but has an acute sense of smell and I believe that all he could smell was bird. More exactly, fledgeling bird. Unfortunately, this smell did not inform him about the species of the fledgeling bird. Anyway, something hit him from the air, the wound on his head resembling the wound a 2 X 4 with nails in it would make. When the assorted punctures became infected I thought for sure he was a goner. He used up his 9 lives years ago, and is now on his 14th or 15th, depending on whether or not you count the time he jumped out of a tree with his left back paw caught in a fork.
This isn’t turning out to be a story about Atheists in Christendom’, which I think was intended here. It’s also a personal experience of my cat. However, he is also an atheist so it COULD be included - certainly an example of the hostility, even violence one encounters for no other reason than scientific curiosity.
It’s not that he doesn’t BELIEVE in God, just that he never thought about Him. In some circles this is frowned on even more than disbelief. I don’t know what someone is called who never THOUGHT about God, but it includes all of our ancestors for the last 3 billion years up until the appearance of homo perplexus a few minutes ago on the anthropological time scale.
How does he spend 20 hours of each day? His pillow is in the sleeping loft by a window that gets the afternoon sun, so if the sun is shining he can keep warm there even if I’m not home and the cabin is colder than a refrigerator. If the sun isn’t shining, he crawls under an old sleeping bag. He is a slow learner and it took him 8 years to learn the sleeping bag thing. He doesn’t like ladders and gets to the loft via ascending pieces of furniture which I am required to keep in place for that purpose - a chair, the top of a chest of drawers, a window sill, and a shelf that was put up for the sole purpose of providing him with a step between the windowsill and the loft.
He has few duties in life. The main one is to keep mice out of the cabin. He also serves as a doorbell. When he leaps off his chair by the fire and hastily takes his route up to the loft I know that someone, or SOMETHING, is coming down the trail toward the cabin. He knows this about 5 minutes before I do, giving me time to spruce things up. He recognizes the footsteps of about three people, so if he just wakes up and looks at the front door I know that one of those three is coming.
He has his own door and his own outdoor compost pile with a galvanized sheet over it. He can comfortably take care of business even in inclement weather. He does not want the coyotes, whom he knows to be firm believers in the Moon Goddess and sacrificial offerings, to know where he lives and assiduously maintains an oderless compost pile.
I think the book you have in mind is a good idea and could be a best-seller.
I don’t know if you can call me cats theists, but they are definitely superstitious. For example, Walter seems to believe that if there is excess food left in the bowl after his (unusually large) appetite has been sated, then he had better scratch all around the bowl, making as if to cover the food with a protective layer of carpet. He seems to think that kibble demons will steal his leftovers if he does not perform the required ritual.
Teddy, the friendly outdoor type, is of the unshakable conviction that the weather gods require regular sacrifices of small rodents. Apparently if the victims are not left in the direct path of the residents of our condo complex, the gods will drench our poor kitten with that filthy liquid that falls from the realm of the birds.
But the most fearful of all of the gods seems to be a devil, Dirt Devil to be precise. The cats tolerate mister Devil just fine so long as his forked tail remains coiled. But once that tail unfurls and the Devil arches his back and begins his mighty growl, both cats take cover under the nearest bed.
