Actually, it wasn’t about this being his first post, it was about the grim possibility that he might be back. It’s the second post I’m worried about.
Why did I dismiss his argument? Because it’s a manifestly ridiculous position, and I didn’t feel like fighting his particular brand of ignorance at 3:00 AM. Besides, he left himself wide open for those cracks, and I for one was raised to never pass up such a golden opportunity for a put-down. But, since I actually have some respect for you, White Lightning, and you mentioned me directly in your post, here’s my reasoning:
This may sound childish, but like I care? C’mon, assuming that these assorted Xians bought into our little ruses and charades exactly as we intended them to, we have presented ourselves as anti-social, perverted, and/or downright evil. If I don’t mind them thinking any of those things about me, I certainly am not going to be losing any sleep over being thought of as childish. The point isn’t to make myself look cool, it’s to take an unwanted intrusion into my personal life and a very rude intrusion into my personal beliefs, and turn it into an opportunity to amuse myself for a little while. This is also why I like telemarketers.
Did I ask for help? No? Then fuck off. The idea that if I’m not interested in them, then they won’t be interested in me is patently false. Look at Lestrange’s post. Look at Lady Ice’s. How many other people out there have pointedly ignored missionaries (MUCH easier to spell than proselytizer!) who keep ringing the doorbell, over and over? If I’m not answering my door, I’m either not at home or don’t want to talk to you. Shit, if I was interested in Jesus, I’d pursue these beliefs on my own. I don’t need you waking me up at six, seven in the morning to tell me about him, like I somehow hadn’t heard. I am not interested. Get away from my house.
I am polite to people who are polite to me. Waking me up to tell me I’m going to burn in hell is rude, IMO. So fuck 'em. Beside, rude is more fun. This is why about 80% of my posts are in the Pit. Of course, if Hoosier had been polite himself, instead of castigating everyone in the thread, he might have gotten nicer answers. As it was, I’ve got even less time for people who defend missionaries than I do for the missionaries themselves.
This is supposed to mean something to me? It’s a tradition. Whooptey-fucking-do. Doing something because its “traditional” is just about the stupidest reason to do anything. Moreover, I am not a Christian. This is not my tradition. I don’t see why I should suffer for it. Hey, my ancestors had a tradition of murdering Protestants, but I have the courtesy to ignore that fine old custom when I’m around these people.
Okay, now that I’ve got his concrete points out of the way, lets look at some other things about our new friend that are particularly annoying. Lets start with his name. It’s a pun. For that alone, he should be shunned. Worse, it’s a sports pun. Excuse me while I shoot myself.
Then there’s the idea that religion automatically will make you a better person. Sorry, guy, but there are a lot of deeply religious people who still can’t get their shit together. Then there’s the bit where he gets pompous and self-righteous over all of us being pompous and self-righteous.
Of course, the best part is when he questions the faith of Lady Ice’s grandmother. How fucking arrogant is that? Granma thinks forcing your religious views on people is rude. She must not be a real Christian! This is the sort of shit that keeps me agnostic.
Lastly, and most heinous of all, is he has the gall to invoke the great Sam Kinison’s name in the defense of door-to-door missionaries. This just makes me sick.
So, based on this post, I made a snap decision: HoosierDaddy has nothing worthwhile to offer and can be safely ignored, except when I need an easy target to practice on. Of course, later posts may prove me wrong. If they do, I’ll apologize for past disagreements and pay more attention to what he has to say. Somehow, I don’t see that happening, though.
Oh, and he was wrong about the tongue, too.