What is the matter with all these Bible-carrying proselytes who bump into me everywhere I go? Everywhere I go, everywhere I turn, and they are there. They want to know what Church or denomination I belong? They want me to come to Church with them, to have a relationship with Christ, confess my sins and know God. They want me to aspire to a higher level of being. And when I rebuff them, they look at me, almost with pity, and as though I am headed for the valley of fire. How they know where we are headed after death is beyond me since no one really knows. All we can do — and all we do — is to guess, to contemplate.
I don’t care about religion and don’t think highly of it, anyway. I have not prayed or read the Bible or any religious text or been to a place of worship in fifteen years. I am deeply suspicious of anything religion, and even of religious people. There is something about religion that makes me uncomfortable. The blind faith. The fatalism. The idea of heaven and hell. Of burning fire and paradise. I don’t get it and I don’t care!
Ethics and morality and the rule of law makes more sense to me, than all these good for nothing hoopla about religion. Those Jihadists didn’t think twice about God before beheading their victims, did they? President Bush didn’t think twice before going to war. Or did he? He probably consulted his pastor who prayed for him before he went to war. What we do in the name of religion and in the name of God!
Since the beginning of time, men have always wondered where they came from and where they are headed. The truth is that we do not know. Nobody knows. And not knowing has put fear in the heart of men. To cope with this fear however men adopted religion with the hope that wherever they are headed would be much better so long as they meet certain prerequisites. And religion, as it turned out, has been very dangerous for mankind who has used it to commit all sorts of atrocities. Men use religion to commit all manner of iniquities the same way they use politics to exploit and to subjugate and to inferiorize others.
Pat Robertson wanted Hugo Chavez assassinated. By the way: isn’t it a crime to threaten a president? Why wasn’t Robertson arrested? He thinks God will and should punish those who favor the teaching of “evolution” in the classrooms. He hates gays and lesbians and pro-abortionists. He hates liberals. He probably hates Blacks and Jews, too. With Pat, it is hard to tell. You never can tell. It is possible he hates himself.
And if you really, really, really think about it religion and politics are the primary twin-evils of the world. Both are about power. Both are about fear. Both are about control. In order words, religion and politics are akin to cartels that traffics in the exploitation of humans. The exploited and the subjugated all have hope of someday being free. I have always felt that Christianity is the shakiest of all religion; that it is the most violent and most intolerant of all, and those who propagates its tenets, the most cunning. When I see or hear people like Jim Bakker, T.D Jakes, Jimmy Swaggart, Jerry Falwell, Creflo Dollar and the rest of them — all I see are pathetic little people; fakes, dupes, and impostors ready to pounce and prey on the weak.
There should be laws against Televangelists and against all those Nigerian based preachers who take turn coming to places like Houston, the Washington DC area, New York and Los Angeles. These so-called preachers prey on the fear and instability of weaklings within the Nigerian community. Now, who does not know that most of these preachers mix Christianity (Oyinbo juju) with African juju and voodoo? You didn’t?
Because we live in a world of uncertainties, we invented God to give us hope and serenity; we invented politics — and by extension, government — to give us stability. Religion and politics, as it turned out, have been inimical to human progress and human well-being.
We have the three Abrahamic faiths: Christianity, Islam and Judaism. In addition, we have the four Asian religions: Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, and Hinduism. These religions all have revered texts and cumulative tradition. However, primal religions like the traditional African religions do not have sacred texts but have cumulative tradition and rich oral history. All these religions — from the Abrahamic to the primal — all have points of convergence and points of divergence, which have led to the establishment of various sects within them. All the major religion claims to be the “truth and the way.” It is all guesswork, folks.
Every time I have tried to chase an African girl, especially Nigerian girls, they invariably shift the conversation to religion, inviting me to their Churches. Most of these girls seem to belong to the Pentecostal denomination. What is the matter with Pentecostals? What is the matter with these girls? Don’t they know that their religiosity is getting on my nerves? Besides, I am not in the business of making pastors rich. I live in a rented room (in a house), pastors live in palatial homes; I catch the bus and the DC trains, they drive fancy cars; I struggle to pay my bill, but their bills are taken care of by gullible souls.
By the way, I am not afraid of tomorrow or of where I am going when I drop dead. What do I care? I am the least interested in all those yeye-talks about heaven and hell.
All I am looking for is a nice, beautiful, brilliant, eclectic girl to hang out with, to have coffee, go to the movies, have dinner or lunch, go to book readings; and every now and then, roll under the sheets and have sex or make love. My goodness, is that too much to ask for? What part of my intensions don’t these girls understand? Why must there be talks about Jesus and everlasting fire and such fables. Why must there be prayers in the morning and at night and at every time in between? Read Shakespeare, not the Bible!
With time — especially if she digs me and I dig her — we could move the relationship one or two notches, i.e., overnight stays and things like that. And then down the road — if the digging is still there — talks about marriage and things like that can come in. Now, is that too much to ask for? I don’t think so. Or do you? One more thing: why do women confuse sex for love? What’s the problem? What’s the matter here? There is a big difference. Sex is sex. Love is love. Don’t muddle issues. Please. With love comes sex; but you can have sex without love.
What the %^&* am I talking about? Ask me…