“WET PAINT” Signs and Other Useful, Relevant Opportunities for Expressions of DOUBT.

Yeah, but . . . clearly you’re much better, now.

A friend made a Facebook post that started with:

I’m trying exceptionally hard to be understanding of people who claim to be Christian but use their religion as an excuse to treat other people like utter shit.

It’s a good post — patient and compassionate — trying to understand the un-understandable. OR, at the very least, that which has never been worth understanding beyond the point of doing-away with it.

But only because I had the stomach flu on election day, and stayed home.

My response was in keeping with my opinions, and is as follows:

Disclosure: I’m an atheist and a fairly strident one. That aside, taking life and ethics advice from millennia-dead goat-herders who’d have shit their pants then lost their minds upon seeing a helium balloon of the type at a child’s birthday party . . . that seems ill-advised to me, to put it diplomatically.

Considering that most of humanity would likely test the truth of a “WET PAINT” sign on a bench in the park — even if they don’t necessarily want to sit on it — the lack of deliberation and discrimination they take with their, ahem, “immortal souls,” would be…