Dear Guy Who Gave Me A Tract On The Bus Today
Wednesday, January 16th, 2008I knew what you were giving me, because there are very few reasons people shove random bits of paper in your hands while you’re minding your own business, and yours is number one. I folded it over and put it in my pocket, hoping for some quality entertainment after I got home. But you disappointed me, Mr. Tract Guy. Jack Chick you are not. You see, what you failed to consider is that a handful of bible verses about how Jesus is the only way to get into heaven would only be effective if I had already been convinced of all of the following:
- There is an afterlife.
- There is more than one afterlife, and one of them really sucks.
- There is a god (this one’s kind of a biggie).
- Aforementioned god gives a rat’s ass what I believe.
- Having the correct beliefs will get me into the “correct” afterlife.
- Aforementioned god had anything to do with the authorship of the bible.
So, you didn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell, and I wasn’t even entertained, so you just wasted both of our time.
Nice try, though.
Love, Your Friendly Neighborhood Atheist.
Tags: Atheism
January 20th, 2008 at 1:34 pm
To paraphrase Tom Hanks in Apollo 13: There’s a list of about a thousand things that need to happen before someone like us becomes someone like you, Tract Guy. We are on, oh, number three. You’re talking number 979.