Woohoo! My first post on APS and I've found an open thread discussing the very matter I came over here to address. Lucky me.
This post will likely not follow any rational format. Ideas will be expressed and abandoned, opinions will expressed and not backed up by anything even remotly resembling fact, and I won't cite any credible source or reference. It should be fairly flow-of-thought. Considering we're talking about god and religion, I find that somewhat appropriate.
So, where do I stand on religion? To say the least, I don't like it. At its worst, it can be one of the most dangerous and destructive forces in the known universe. Fanaticisim and hate, despair and wrath, sturm and drang, fire and brimstone. Division and conquest. At its best, I can't see that it does much more than sully the mind and halt progress. Religion is drug. Fun for now, maybe, but you damn well could have been painting the garage instead of sitting around stoned off your ass.
A brief history of religion, past to present. . .
Take three rational, sane human beings and place them on a worthless, barren mountain top. They shake hands, introduce themselves, and mill around for a bit. Eventually, they start to get bored. Two start to amuse themselves with a game of twenty questions, while the third starts to construct a pile of rocks. Around question seventeen or so, our aspiring architect has amassed a pile of rocks some four feet in heigth. His companions, consumed by curiosity, place their game on pause and inquire as to what he's doing. He replies. . .
"I am building a temple in honor of my god, the one true god. For on this very mountain top, he sacrificed his only begotten son so that my sins might be forgiven."
One of the other men steps foward and speaks. . .
"I'm sorry, my friend. It seems you've got things wrong. For this is the very mountain top from which Mohammad, the prophet of the one true god, Allah, ascended to heaven. I claim this mountain top in his name."
The third man steps forth to say his piece. . .
"I'm afraid you're both wrong. This is the mountain top from which Abraham offered his son Isaac in sacrifice to Yaweh, my god, the one true god, who, in his eternal wisdom, spared Isaac and forged bonds which carry on to this day. This mountain top belongs to my people."
And so they carry on this discussion for a bit. Discussion becomes debate, debate becomes argument, argument comes to blows. These three (previously sane and rational,) human beings end up killing themselves, their fingers wrapped tightly around each other's throat. In their scuffle, they cause a landslide, which falls down this worthless mountain and crushes the atheist who had been living the sweet life, sipping wine in the lush green valley below. History proceeds to repeat itself for the next couple of mellinia. Bombs burst. Buildings crumble. Folks are variously raped and tortured and burned and killed. All for a worthless frigging mountain.
I'm what you might call a pessimistic agnostic. I don't know if there's a god, and I don't particularly care. Consider the following scenarios. . .
God is proven to not exist. (unfortunatly, this is an impossibility.) Great. We can all get on with our lives. Pour the wine and cut the cheese. The gorgonzola is to die for.
God is proven to exist. Likewise great. Now, what signifigance do you place on this? (that's what really matters.) Instead of saying, "Hey there, god. How's it hanging?" I'll bet that about 99% of the world will rush to court favor. They'll build the temples, and drown idols in innocent blood. They'll hound him for guidence and beg him to smite their enemies. They'll toss a goat on the fire and pray pray pray (prey.) God will witness this insanity and go back to his summer home. The people will blame each other for driving him away and start killing each other again. The sesnsible people who wern't all that impressed with god but might have like to have gotten to know him will get on with life, and chalk it all up as no great loss.
God is love. . .
I've heard this one a lot. Sounds great, doesn't it? Everyone loves love. Opiate addicts often compare the chemical high they get to love. I can testify to this one. During an attack of appendicitis some years ago, I found myself in the hospital with a steady supply of morphine administered by young hottie nurses. In spite of feeling like I had been partially eviscerated (in fact, I had been,) I remember this brief period of my life with some fondness. Have you ever been in love? Really, truely, hardcore crushing, sunshine and bunnies, listening to The Cranberries and weeping with joy, love? Take that and translate into pure physical sensation, and you'll know what all these dope fiends are raving about. Love; it's just a needle away. Possibly the greatest force ever experienced by humanity. Pure and rich, casting blinding light into every crevice of our lives. Love; people will suffer and toil and kill and die for just a little more. The dope fiend will shoot mommy in the head to get to his next fix. Problem is, at the end of the day, there's been more suffering and toiling and killing and dying than loving.
Chicken/Egg/God/Love
Which came first? Was love so pure and beautiful and powerful that the only word we could think of to describe it was god? Or is there love because there is god? I've heard of hell described as seperation/isolation from god. Scary stuff. Love withdrawl for the rest of eternity. I imagine the suicide bomber feels the touch of god/love as much as your average benevolent religious zealot.
The scientific god. . .
I think it was Carl Sagan who originally came up with the different classes of intelligent civilization. He proposed three at first, but with a greater understanding this has since been expanded. Ready? Here we go. . .
Class 1
This describes a civilization that controlls a single planet. Totally. They would harness the forces of that planet, earthquakes, tornadoes, hurricanes, lightning, gravity, and use the combined energies to drive their machines. (For reference, humanity is currently estimated to be about a .7 on this scale. Personally, I find this to be a generous estimate.)
Class 2
This civilization would be stellar. They would harness the power of an entire star system. All the planets and the sun itself. Perfect controll over all that energy.
Class 3
Galactic. That's right. These guys would have complete control over and entire galaxy. 100-400 billion stars. I'm getting excited. How 'bout you?
Class 4
This civilization would exercise control over a galactic supercluster. Composed of potentially thousands of galaxies each, these are the largest gravitationaly bound objects in the known universe. (speaking of which. . .)
Class 5
That's right. The energy of an entire universe, harnessed by one civilization and bent to their will. Don't think about the implications too hard; it'll cause little wrinkles in your forehead.
Class 6
(yes, I'm sill rambling. How late is it getting?) The multiverse. This civilization can travel between multiple universes and harness the energy of the whole system.
Class 7 (god)
We've arrived. This is the closest thing I've found in science, pseudoscience, or science fiction to a workable god. This entity (or civilization. At this point, who could really tell the difference?) would be able to create or destroy a universe at will, and would use the energy of such an event to it's own unfathomable ends. You hear folks talk about god's plan, and how we can't even begin to see the faintest glimmer of the true nature of it or our place in it. How could we? A full 6.3 classes below he/she/it. Pffft. . .
So, what could such a god really want with us? Walking meat on an average planet circling a medium star in a galaxy of 200 billion in a supercluster of more than a thousand in a universe of more than 10 million in a multiverse of god knows how many, which, by the way, could be destroyed with less than a thought. Does god even know we're here? You don't need to know everything about something in order to smash it with a hammer. Reverse the pattern: we've already seen decimal civilizations. We're living proof. Who's to say there isn't a class .00001 civilization that's proud to control a single atom? Or a single electron? How many of these civilizations do we destroy when we fission a pound of uranium? Do we care? Does god care about us?
The factual, impactual god
God exists. He's all around us. Even now in this very room. You can see him when you look out your window or when you turn on your television. You can feel him when you go to work, when you go to church, when you pay your taxes. . .
Oh, wait. That's something else. Geeze, how late is it getting? Anywho. . .
IMNSHO, The greatest possible impact god can have on us is that which we make for ourselves. More often than not, by virtue of human failings, this impact is negative. No, I don't particularly care to talk theology through my front door at 9:00am on a weekend, nor do I want to get blown up to help you get those 72 virgins. Here's a nickle. Now leave me the hell alone. I can't buy beer on sunday? WTF?? What difference does it make? Tell you what; somewhere in this world it's either yesterday or tomorrow. So sell me my damn Mackeson's.
"In god we trust"
This one irks me more than it should, probably because I think more than I should. Oh well. Who is this We? We the people? We the christians? And if I don't trust in god (I don't,) do I cease to be part of We?
"One nation under god"
This is almost laughable, when you consider the purely political motivations behind it. It's particularly funny when you see it on those bumper stickers where "one" and "god" are excessively huge.
Don't get me started on sex. I'll be banned within the minute. . .
Morality
This really bothers me. Apparently I can't be considered moral unless I subscribe to a particular religion. Hey, it's not my fault I don't need heaven/hell to bribe/threaten me into being a decent person.
It also bothers me when people attribute their accomplishments to god. Humble is good, but take a little credit. The entire world is going to try to strip you of your accopmlishments. You yourself shouldn't be so quick to toss them aside.
Okay, I think I've pretty much gotten out all I wanted to. I wanted to touch on philosophy a bit more, but that was pretty much covered towards the end of science. Thanks for the opportunity to get all that off my chest. I honestly can't say I'm looking foward to doing it again. From now on I think I'll stick to posts about more important stuff, like women or barbecue.
G'nite, folks. Over and out.