Jinn - Illogical Atheism: A Comprehensive Response to the Contemporary Freethinker from a Lapsed Agnostic

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

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He who stands for nothing,will fall for anything.

- Alexander Hamilton

It is safe to assume that I shall not be winning any popularitycontests among the atheist community for my chosen title. Religious apologistswill rarely opt for the kind of tack I hope to assume, since the cause of theapologist, by definition, implies a defensive disposition,usually employed with the scope of evangelism. I am not an apologist, much lessan evangelist. I hardly even fit the contemporary definition of religious,which is one of the many semantic points I hope to digress upon later. For nowI would like to put things into context, starting with a little about myselfand my unique experience with the new atheist cultism. I find it to be a usefullearning practice to always begin a book with the pretext of its author,particularly when the writer is espousing an opinion (and even more so whenthat opinion concerns the nature of ultimate reality). For instance, in myinterest leading up to the writing of this foreseeably long critique, I becameacquainted with the work of the late Christopher Hitchens, whose various andeloquent caricatures of all the evils of the Judeo-Christian tradition wouldhave appeared quite different to me, had I not also previously dabbled in hisautobiography, wherein he recounted how he was called upon to identify the bodyof his mother, who had killed herself in a suicide pact with a defrockedpriest.

Long experience has taught us that two things are absolutelycertain on the path to truth; cognitive dissonance and a seething resentmentfor the opposing view. As such, it is said that compassion and patience areprobably the greatest of all virtues in tutelage. I cannot imagine what poor,miserable educator ever came up with that frustrating limitation on all thejoys of teaching. For my part, I can promise respect, albeit the kind ofrespect that is not the least bit compassionate. I have, however, come tounderstand most followers of the new atheist movement are unwilling to extendthe same courtesy to their theistic counterpart. This prevailing impression ofmine was reinforced rather recently, when I stumbled upon an address by RichardDawkins at the so-called Reason Rally on the 24th March 2012 in WashingtonDC, where to the ovation of a crowd standing in audience he called upon hisfollowers, with a messianic verve, to mock and to ridicule anyone who professedreligious affiliation. However it is not through the pursuitof curiosity alone that I saw and felt an inescapable arrogance in certainthreads of modern atheism. It is a phenomenon I chanced to encounter quiteintimately, surrounding myself as I have throughout my life, specifically withpeople who think differently than I, because they are the only people who couldpossibly make me think.

I grew up, like most Europeans, in a community shaped by a longtradition of Christian values, but which had since begun to wane under therelentless assault of western capitalism. Religion became a matter of merecasual assent by the time I reached my early teens and the words I believe inGod were reduced to idle gibberish by my early twenties. All the othermarvelous gifts of a callous libertarianism soon followed. Tothis day I am not entirely sure whether we were bred into it, or whether itbefell us from the outside like some vile disease, with all the deceptiveallure of a Trojan horse. Values became nothing more than an assortment ofuseless appendages to all the joys of modern living; a sort of insipid nonsensethat had to be disposed of. So began the systematic process of totalmaterialistic reductionism, culminating into the very quintessence of hedonism.I took my fill of ambrosia, like many others. When the drunken stupor subsidedand the dust settled, the hangover of disillusionment came for a little while,before it had to be drowned out again and again and again.

There was an anger and frustration about it all which found itsobject in the one insufferable institution fighting against that orgasmic massrape of the traditional ethos. Catholicism became a symbol of repression; apharisaic figurehead obstructing the unfettered expression of new and unboundedinstinct. The taboos of old became the new traditions and the old traditionsfast became the new taboos. This was the fertile soil in which the first seedsof freethought were sewn, within little pockets of simmering anger for theball and chain of religion. In that context, one might say the prospect ofatheism was a definitive emancipation from these airy-fairy and outdatedsuperstitions. I was not altogether fetched by the prospect of atheism atfirst, even though traditional religion had long seeped down the gutter of modernity.For a long time it had seemed to me that meaning was something completelyhuman; something that had to be sought from the inside out. Religion invertedthe process. God, if he existed, was something that had to be introspected. Ithad not immediately occurred to me that that was exactly what it meant to be anatheist, until an atheist finally came along and rather astutely pointed it outto me. That was the day I chanced to blunder into the grimy fleapit of theNew Atheism.

What struck me deeply about the new atheism is that therewas nothing new about it. It was little more than the incensed and fanaticaltittering of a worldview which I had already known too well, but which hadstarted to transform itself into a new religion. As soon as that happened, I wasquickly turned off by it. I was not driven toward God per se but away from thisnew, pestilent and mainstream nonsense. I was not about to substitute one masscult for another. For a while, the names Dawkins and Harris were nothingbut faint echoes in the background of this new atheist culture, right up untilthe day these famed rhetoricians tainted my bookshelves, through a dearlybeloved friend of mine that had been recently confirmed into the new atheistdiscipleship.

Its hard to put a finger on what had steered me clean away from modernatheism; the philosophical impoverishment, the propaganda, the raw anger, theutter denial, a general dislike for reckless egotism shrouded inself-proclaimed intellectual superiority. These irritating little idiosyncrasiesseemed to emerge more prominently among the more forthright members of theatheist community. But, I suppose the words which finally destroyed any hopeof my total de/conversion came courtesy of the new atheist witchdoctor SamHarris, when he wrote in his book