OK, I had to read the OP about three times before I stopped reading “White people are athiests,” and instead read “Why are people athiests.”
Does this mean I’m going to hell? 
As to the original question… am I allowed to nominate myself? 
It’s interesting, really… when my smokin’, drinkin’, cussin’, non-church-going (yet loving, generous, diplomatic, appreciative, kind, and happy) dad died, I was at the airport with my sister, waiting to pick someone up who was flying in for the funeral. I can’t remember what exactly she said (something like, “It’s too bad he couldn’t have been in the same place with Grandma…”), but it hit me like a ton of bricks that she (and probably the rest of my churchy family) thought Dear Old Dad was in Hell! :eek:
The thought had never occurred to me.
But at that moment, I started wondering HOW in the hell one’s beliefs could offer them comfort in the face of the death of a loved one, when in some cases, one was picturing said loved one engulfed in eternal flames???
Turns out, though, that the idea of Heaven isn’t much comfort, either; when my extremely pious brother died, everyone tried to comfort my mother by saying, “Well, at least you know that he’s in Heaven.”
My mother’s response? “I don’t care–I want him here with ME.”
It’s a no-win, man. 