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Ok, writing from the iPhone again, so we shall see how long the thumbs hold up. I wish I could dock this thing into like a fold out keyboard or something once in awhile. I really don’t need a PC anymore, except the thumbing just gets tiresome. I digress…

And yes, I did steal the title from the show “Trust Me” on TNT.

Finished another Linda Fairstein novel today. I’m really enjoying this author – sort of a Grisham meets Law & Order SVU. And, albeit a bit formulaic (Alex tries a rapist & gets conviction, girl goes missing, dead girl turns up, all the different cases start to appear related, detectives & DA get too close, Alex physically assaulted, Alex saved by Mike, justice served) I really enjoy the characters, story, and writing. So there! I’ve exhausted my personal stash at the moment, so I’m starting an Agatha Christie next.

Last night Chris and I went to see “Knowing.”. You should not. It misrepresent itself and is just generally god awful.

I’ve been thinking about religion a lot lately. And the more I think about it, the more angry I become. I guess I spend more time dwelling on Christianity than other religions, just because I was raised Christian, know more about it, and come in contact with it most. You know I remember when I first started questioning it – it was because I didn’t agree with key pieces of the bible, or at least interpretations thereof. And then it became more. At one point (circa the Dan Brown da Vinci Code rage) I thought the possibility of Jesus being married made me want to revisit the whole thing. Now I’m not even convinced Jesus actually existed.

All this blind faith, believing in things that totally contradict with science, all this total denial that these religions are just purely ridiculous… it’s making me angry. And while I still believe in religious freedom and tolerance, I find myself judging people more and more often. Intellectually really. And I can easily admit that I’ve been there. I’m pretty susceptible to believing things, but luckily eventually question. In high school I was very far down the crazy Christian path. All these camps and getaways and whatnots set the mood perfectly for feeling a greater connection and presence. Good god at one point I was being “called” to explore ministry, but luckily was lazy and scared enough that I did not walk to the front of the room. Have you ever listen to those songs? They can make anyone cry and feel emotional. It’s such bullshit.

As Chris just said, “fuck it!”

Let’s take my mom, for example. Normally at least a relatively rational person. And we have religious discussions sometimes. But no matter the valid points of the argument, she just cannot possibly fathom that Christianity has it all wrong. She definitely sees faults, but cannot make the leap of un-faith. Can’t fully accept that a book written by humans hundreds of years after the supposed life of Christ might just be wrong or, heaven forbid, entirely made up.

I’m not saying there’s no higher power – there might be. What I am saying, is no one has it even close to right yet, and I don’t know the answer either. And the religions we do have seem to be causing a lot of problems…

Ok, I’ll stop my rant now.

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