Daily Archives: November 2, 2012

The Difference Between Being a Realist and an Asshat

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I am an atheist and if you ever hold a conversation with me about most anything it’s blatantly obvious that I am.

I don’t hold religion against others unless they infringe on my rights, in which case, I oppose it feverishly though in a respectful enough way that I would rather debate the issue than argue about it. Some people don’t know when to stop though, and most of the time that’s me.

Today’s topic was abortion (omitted is the conversation another friend had with this person as well, besides the one comment that I enjoyed enough to reply to directly):

Me: Women should be the only ones to decide what we do with our health, regardless if abortion is being used as a form of birth control.

Catholic: Birth control? The only form of birth control that anyone needs is abstinence. You don’t want a kid? Don’t do it.

Me: You don’t get the right to make the choice what people do with their sex lives. No one should but the person themselves. You don’t want to have sex, fine, but you have no right to tell me not to have sex. If people don’t want kids, there are forms of birth control that allow you to have a sex life while being protected from kids AND STDs.

Catholic: As a Catholic, I know who does, and you know the answer to that already. Sex for the sake of nothing but pleasure is sinful and wrong. People need to learn discipline, which in this case is called “abstinence.” Don’t want a kid or va disease? Don’t do it.

Me: I seriously doubt your god would care if people fucked. How can you learn discipline in something that doesn’t exist? If you don’t do it how are you supposed to learn anything? Guess I “sin” all of the time then. I’M SUCH A BAD GIRL BECAUSE I MAKE MY OWN CHOICES IN LIFE INSTEAD OF LEAVING IT UP TO AN IMAGINARY MAN IN THE SKY.

Catholic: No, it was determined in our scripture, and I would expect you to show some respect for my beliefs. There is discipline, and anything else is animalistic impulse.

Catholic: Seriously, I thought better of you than that.

Me: You don’t respect my rights as a person to do whatever I want with my body, so why should I respect your RELIGION?

Catholic: I do, but I expect everyone to follow the ways of the Catholic Church. I’m obligated to do so. That’s how it works.

ChaseTheBreeze(friend): Okay, so if we say “No thank you. I’d rather have my pre-marital cock and stuff” can you back off? or?

Me:  I would like a pre-marital cock please, hold the ice.

I’m going to stop there because it gets incredibly ignorant after that and I don’t feel like completely making this guy look like an idiot. Moral of the story: allow people to make decisions about their body on their own and leave them alone for not believing in what you believe because they’ll get really pissy when you try to tell them to follow your religion.

(no facebook friends were harmed in the making of this blog post)

UPDATE: A conversation over messaging with ChaseTheBreeze after the debate/argument.

ChaseTheBreeze: Dear Lindsay Ann Dow,

This is my offical proposal to have hard-core lesbian sex on the steps of a Catholic Church

Yours truly,

ChaseTheBreeze.

 

Me: Dear ChaseTheBreeze,

I have reviewed your proposal and would like to have a few days for consideration. I have a few questions about this though, such as, can we do it in the summer because concrete is cold? And WHICH church?

An interested partner,

Lindsay

I love my friends.

Strange Addictions

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“Nesquik is like CRACK to me.”

I seriously said this during a conversation about what kind of milk to buy when chocolate milk was brought up.

A few years back, when I still lived with my family, I had a serious addiction to Nesquik and drank numerous glasses of it a night. I can easily say that was the most milk I have ever drank and I haven’t had Nesquik since. Probably because people understand the look in my eyes when they mention it probably means that they won’t get any and my probably-healthier-for-me-than-90%-of-the-things-I-eat/drink addiction will be able to flare up again.

Perhaps I should have my blog taken away from me at night when my strangeness really starts to show?