After commenting that my bookshelf left no question about my political and religious leanings, the following brief interchanges occurred:
"You're not really an atheist, are you?"I do love the "just an agnostic" phrase! Agnostics clearly aren't as threatening as atheists. I suppose this is why so many atheists prefer to call themselves "agnostic." But the denial is what really gets me.
"Um, yes. Yes I am."
"Oh. How long have you been an atheist?"
"Since I was 16."
"I thought you were just an agnostic..."
I've made no secret of my atheism. In fact, I was quite a pain in the ass about it between about 16 and 19 (no comments from the peanut gallery). Not sure how the family could have forgotten, especially since the topic has come up at least once during virtually every visit we've had since I moved to Mississippi 8 years ago.
Instead of simply forgetfulness, this seems to be a case of denial. So strong is the desire for me not to be an atheist, that all the evidence to the contrary is ignored. Sounds familiar, doesn't it. Yes, I really think Freud was on to something about religious belief having quite a bit to do with wish fulfillment.
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