Religion - for some mysterious reasons - is a very sensitive subject.
Actually it's quite understandable that you would feel a little awkward if someone tells you that what you believe is ridiculous.
Well, how else would you define things like:
- there is a god so powerful that at one point he decided to create the universe (makes you wonder what was he doing before... must have been bored in that void!) in six days, but yet he had to rest on the seventh... (was he pooped!?)
- this god created one male and one female human beings that weren't worth his trust (that is easier to believe) and ended up screwing all up for everyone else to come, by eating an apple offered by a talking snake...
- at one point later on, the son of this god came to the world by the means of a miraculous conception of a virgin (feel sorry for Joseph)
- this guy was able to walk on water and make plenty more tricks like that, including dying and resurrecting after three days... that's right!
- a prophet called Jonah got swallowed by a whale and survived three days in her belly
- a wolf ate a grandma and took her place in order to trick and eat the granddaughter too... no wait, is that a different book?
Anyway, I just saw a great, funny and thought provoking movie (Netflix rocks!) called Religulous and I strongly recommend it to everyone, believer or non believer. Because it's about time to realize that those damn religions for ages have been the way for the governs of justifying wars, invasions, and other unacceptable behaviors and rules of all kinds.
Accidentally - or not - they also screwed up many aspects of our life. I wrote this a few years ago. Fortunately, despite the incredible level of sexual repression still present in the western countries, I had a pretty free and fun sex life so far. Nonetheless, I sure would have had even more fun (read: more women) had those incredibly unnatural rules not been invented thousands of years ago.
Here's the trailer of the movie: Bill Maher, what a guy. He's got a blog too.
On a completely different note, just in case I still have some readers by now, I'd like to report that, after three days at home, today I felt better and hit the water for a light wind wave sailing session that ended up being quite remarkable.
Here's the aspects that contributed to its specialness:
- as I said, I had just been sick for three days
- while parking I met Pascal and he said it wasn't that good and that lowered my already low expectations
- it was me, Glenn and Anatol
- I don't exactly know what happened, the wind turned more sideshore, the tide hit the low and started to fill in, but something did happen and we had a magic hour of really, really clean, glassy and peeling waves.
- the colors were unbelievable. Thanks to the light wind, you could see the rocks on the bottom like in an aquarium
- it was Superbowl sunday. Since I got here 9 years ago, Superbowl sunday has always provided me with great sessions.
Feels good to feel good. Especially considering that next week is a wavy (and windy) one...