You know that joyous moment when you reconnect with an old friend, someone with whom you share countless childhood memories, family secrets, feelings of closeness? Such is the magic of Facebook.
This joy becomes more and more distant with each passing day.
You see, I strive to be a tolerant person, and by ‘‘tolerant’’ I don’t mean I only care about people I agree with. I’m cool with a diversity of belief systems. Personally I love learning about different religions, and enjoy rational conversations with people who share different political views. I think people who believe in God have kind of a neat thing going, especially with the benefit of their church community (I used to be a believer myself and remember well the pros of such a lifestyle.) In short, I’m not a militant atheist, and while my opinions are strong, I’m not likely to shove them down anyone’s throat to the point of discomfort. I’m a lover, not a fighter.
So when you told me you are now a Messianic Jew, I was all, ‘‘Cool. What’s that?’’ I wasn’t even aware such a thing existed. I find this peculiar mixture of Judaism and Christianity to be very interesting. Not to mention it’s kind of a badass name for a religion. Good for you.
The problem is, I can’t figure out what ELSE you are. About 20% of the time I see glimpses of the person you used to be, but usually your actual personality is so obfuscated by generic references to your fundamentalist religion it’s really hard to tell what you’re like.
Now, I almost cut myself off from you the day you used ‘‘homosexuality’’ and ‘‘pedophilia’’ in the same sentence. Bigotry is one of the few issues that makes me tremble with rage. You later thanked me for being one of the few friends who didn’t turn her back on you because of that incident. I told you I thought it was better to openly air differences of opinion than shut out voices you don’t agree with. (My secret rationale is that you are surrounded by many people who agree with you, so it might be helpful for you to maintain some social contact with someone, like me, who thinks differently.)
Most of the time, things are okay. When they only come once a day or so, I can quietly ignore the links to FoxNews, rants about that Muslim teen who claims her parents are going to kill her for converting to Christianity, and your mind-bogglingly stupid friends (’‘I don’t know, she sounds really suspicious. If she’s from a Muslim country how could she possibly know about the love of Christ?’’ Extra stupid because that girl’s family is from Sri Lanka.) I’ve tried to engage you on your own terms – when you posted in a survey that your greatest fear was letting God down, I pointed out that as a Christian I once feared this myself, but according to the Bible Christ died for your sins therefore you should not be afraid.
Lately, you’ve been getting a little bit scary. You posted one of those get-to-know-you surveys and 20 out of 30 answers (I counted!) referenced Jeshua in some way. Yesterday you posted a video about how the book of Isaiah reveals the true name of the Anti-Christ (I didn’t watch it, I can’t tell you who it is, sorry Dopers. I’m placing bets on ‘‘Obama’’ though.) You talk a lot about the Second Coming. Really. A LOT. I asked you, ‘‘If you knew that Armageddon would occur in your lifetime, how would it change things? Would you do anything differently?’’ I was hoping this would help you to understand that even within your current belief system, obsessing over these things makes no practical sense. You didn’t answer.
Today I think I’ve really reached the last straw.
This is actually pretty typical. I bolded the part that annoyed me the most.
So I said,
And one of your jackass friends jumped in and said:
This is the same woman who advised you not to ‘‘toss your pearls before swine’’ when you tried witnessing to me during the homosexuality row. You think I wouldn’t notice you called me a fucking PIG, you two-faced condescending hypocritical bitch?
So this is what I think. I think SHUT THE FUCK UP. I used to BE a devout Christian, I know alllll about the joy of God’s love and a close, personal relationship with Our Lord And Savior Jesus Christ, so I know exactly what it is I’m missing out on. I’ve also read The Bible 20 times or so and I know your twisted version of reality has nothing to do with who Jesus actually was or what he commanded. If you actually look at what it says, our Lord Jesus Christ actually spent most of his time hanging out with hookers and tax collectors. He preferred the company of hookers and tax collectors to self-righteous religious twats for a fucking reason. My best guess is because he knew dingbats like you would drive away lost souls in droves. And he didn’t give a good god-damn about government.
I’m sorry your shitty childhood has made you so fucked up but I’m really not sure I can take this anymore. There’s nothing you say that doesn’t sound like it was regurgitated straight from your cult leader. When you’re not making me mad, you’re making me bored. I keep telling myself that I have some kind of moral obligation to stick with you, to be that one voice of dissent in the masses, to remain open minded to all belief systems, but I hate feeling so angry all the time and I’m not sure it’s worth it to be tolerant anymore.