Atheists are evil.
There, I said it. I have been one ever I since was born, but I can't hide it anymore. I have to come clean as this is the only way I can seek redemption. The urge to speak out is overwhelming and no one can stop me from speaking the truth today.
The other day I read an article which talked about atheists who hate the religious, and how wrong it was, and it struck me in a moment of atheistic brilliance that – this was it. The cause of all the existentialist angst I felt was that I did not know how to love people who didn't agree with me. As atheists, I guess we have felt a little too passionately about freeing ourselves from the madness we have thought inflicted everyone else. As a result we were destroying all the love in the world with our hatred for all that is imaginary.
It is ironic that we hate all imaginary things. It does seem to explain why we probably hate love too. Love, after all, is a social construct, perpetrated by the media, or so we believe. So here you have us unable to love because we may not believe in it. We know and accept philos, born out of kinship, and eros, born out of lust, because they can be explained in evolutionary terms, but we refuse to believe in agape, the true love that transcends the soul and spirit (which we also don't believe in) and is unconditional.
We don't actually hate all imaginary things. We hate only those that affect us profoundly. And love and religion, as intertwined as they may be, are multi-billion dollar industries which seem to affect every decision people make all over the world. They were too overwhelming for us to ignore, unlike all those crazy kids who believed in Santa Claus or ghosts in the closet. And we spoke out, like everyone else out there who dares to speak out in a free country. We wrote books and debated. We got our intellectuals to write books to confuse the minds of the impressionable. And we hated the religious for screwing up the world. And yes, we did it only because we atheists are inherently hateful.