I'm back in Big Rapids. Groan. I am so NOT ready to begin the new semester. Our visit to Arkansas was exhausting, and I could have done with another week or two of vacation. As if it were truly "vacation." Any time you have to spend hours doing class prep for the next semester, it's hard to call it vacation.
Ellie has unfriended me on Facebook. Apparently my atheism is more than she can bear. I sent them a Christmas card but got none in return. I hate that she's turned into such a coward, but that's her life, not mine. I assume that whatever life My Mama's Waltz has had and is going to have is over. As long as she doesn't attempt to pull a fast one on me by writing a sequel that I am not allowed to be a part of, I don't give a rat's ass.
I am angry often lately, and many would say I could achieve peace by accepting the Lord as my Savior. No, I could not. Religious addictions don't solve problems. They create them, at worst, and delay them at best.
I won't stop my campaign, even if my Esteemed Spouse worries that I am willing to become a martyr to a cause. I am willing. It does mean that much to me. Religion is harmful. It wastes much energy, money, time, and innovation. It casts science and innovation and progress aside. It causes otherwise intelligent people to believe in LaLa Land and Ghosties and Goblins and Things That Go Bump in the Night. No, thanks. Reality is preferable. Goodbye, Ellie. I hope you and your Catholic husband aren't too disappointed when you die and that's all there is. Because that's all there is.
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