It’s a Screwed Up World

"A hunter attacking a brown bear."
“A hunter attacking a brown bear.” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I often feel frustrated with human kind, sometimes even ashamed of it. Because we hold on so tightly to outdated social concepts, I fear that future generations will regard us as relative barbarians. We are ever so slowly emerging from our primitive state, but things are still pretty screwed up.

What am I talking about? I’ll get to that in a minute. But first I want to present a list of issues that, although contentious, are not all screwed up. These debates have no clear answers, and never will. Wise people will always disagree about where, on the continuum of possible choices, we should find ourselves. For example:

1. Taxing and spending – what role should government play in providing services and supporting the less fortunate members of society? On one extreme are pure socialist policies. On the other extreme are pure market/capitalism policies. Where we ought to find ourselves on this continuum will forever be a matter of reasoned debate.

2. The balance between privacy and security – how much privacy should we be willing to give up in order to protect ourselves? Reasonable people will always present arguments that move us back and forth on the continuum between a police state and a completely open and vulnerable state.

3. What is a healthy balance between in-group loyalty (patriotism) and world citizenship? How can we embrace our cultural differences without alienating and eventually making war with others?

4. The balance between environmentalism and short term economic impact. These two are not always mutually exclusive, but they often are. We’ll continue to have healthy debates about the rate at which we consume our natural resources and pollute our planet in order to maintain a standard of living. The answer is somewhere in the middle.

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Marijuana plant. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

5. Drug legalization – would we be better off legalizing all drugs, some drugs, or should we double down on the so-called war on drugs? I suppose at some point this could become a completely resolved issue either way, but I more suspect that we’ll slide around on this continuum for the foreseeable future.

6. Should euthanasia be legal? If so, when and with what safeguards? Again, we may completely resolve this issue at some point, but in the meantime this will be an opportunity for reasoned debate between people who hold different positions. However, I would not consider it a reasoned debate if one group of people attempts to impose their particular religious justifications on another group of people regarding end-of-life options.

7. There are many similar, debatable issues such as how individuals are allowed to protect themselves (today’s gun rights debate), the pros and cons of employee unions, pornography and prostitution, etc.

In my mind, the above matters are complex, and will remain fluid as conditions and attitudes change. I find it intellectually stimulating to think about and discuss the above topics.

Below is a list of issues that, in my mind, require no more debate. The fact that we still have not settled them is evidence that the world is indeed screwed up. I have every confidence that a more enlightened, future society will look back on these debates in much the way that we look back on debates about slavery, using leeches to cure illnesses, and whether or not the earth is the center of the universe. In short, these are no-brainers.

1. Gay, or LGBT, rights. A certain percentage of people are born with or develop sexual orientations that are different from the majority. If the resulting acts occur between consenting adults, they are not unnatural, only unusual (maybe 2% – 5% or so). If your reason for being discriminatory has to do with your religious doctrine, that doesn’t excuse you. In addition to homosexuality, there are many other practices that the Bible forbids. These include eating pork, cutting your hair, and women speaking in church. Most religious people ignore these rules; why not ignore the Bible verses against homosexuality as well? If the reason that you discriminate against homosexuals is that you find mental images of homosexual sex acts to be revolting, as I admit I sometimes do, get over it. It’s your problem, not theirs.

2. The electoral college. This is a vestige from our early democracy, when the concept of one person – one vote was just a bit too radical to embrace. Let’s change this now. It’s an embarrassment.

A bible from 1859.
A bible from 1859. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

3. Literal interpretation of ancient, religious documents. For example, there are members of Congress, some who sit on the House Science, Space, and Technology Committee, who believe that the earth is less than 10,000 years old. This belief is shared by approximately 46% of Americans.  Really, in this day and age?

4. Separation of church and state. Our generally religious founding fathers went out of their way to unambiguously establish a secular government. Yet, more than 200 years later we are still arguing whether or not we are a Christian nation. We may be a nation predominantly made up of Christians, but ours is clearly a nonreligious government. Clearly. If you disagree, read the Constitution. Centuries after our secular government was founded, over 34% of Americans would still like America to become a Christian theocracy.

5. Sexism. In large swaths of the world women are still considered second-class citizens or virtual slaves. The worst of this occurs in Muslim theocracies. To learn more about this read the books by Ayaan Hirsi Ali.

6. Birth control. The Catholic Church in particular, as well as other religious organizations, espouse the absurd and archaic belief that there is something morally wrong with the practice of birth control. I find the Catholic Church to be the immoral party in this debate. Their policy is contributing to the AIDS epidemic in sub-Saharan Africa, essentially killing thousands if not millions of people.

7. A true, universal healthcare system, and a medical/industrial complex that is geared toward patient well-being rather than corporate profit. Obama-care is only a small step in that direction. I don’t know how we’ll do it. Neither do I know how we’ll afford it. Frankly, I’m afraid our government bureaucracy will screw it up. But one day the quality of healthcare that a person receives in the United States will not depend on their pre-existing conditions, wealth, income, or employment status. Every other modern democracy has figured this out. We will one day as well, at which time we’ll find it hard to believe that we went without a proper healthcare system for so long.

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8. Totalitarianism – there’s a lot less now than there used to be, but the remaining dictatorships on the planet may be difficult to flush out. Perhaps the most extreme example is North Korea. If you have HBO, please go watch this episode of Vice, on demand. It will blow your mind.

9. There are many more issues such as terrorism, racism, alternative energy, etc. which are clear-cut and should have broad agreement by now, but don’t.

I’m confident that if we don’t destroy ourselves, and if we don’t plunge into some sort of a dark age ruled by radical Islamic Mullahs, for example, that one day we will find general agreement on these no-brainer issues. I wish I could live long enough to see that, but I won’t.

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I’m Coming Out of the Closet (part 2 of 2)

scarletletter_smIn my previous post I tantalized you by revealing that I harbor some deep, dark secret, which I will now disclose. In retrospect, for anyone who has followed this blog for very long, you shouldn’t be surprised, not because of anything I’ve written, but rather because of the things I’ve never written.

I’ve never written about prayer, faith, or gods.

There, my secret is out. I am an atheist, and I have been since the first time I read the bible, cover to cover, after I was given my own copy in Sunday school. I’m a skeptic by nature (not to be confused with a cynic), and the book just didn’t provide me with the answers that I hoped it would. I read the bible again as an adult- same reaction.

To be clear, the word atheist describes what I am not. I’m not a believer in any type of supernatural, supreme being, or in the divinity of ancient texts. The term that best captures what I do believe in is humanism. I am an atheist, but more importantly, I am a humanist.

A what?

There are a lot of definitions of humanism, but I’ll make it short and sweet for the purposes of this post. The American Humanist Association, of which I am a member, defines humanism as:

“A progressive philosophy of life that, without supernaturalism, affirms our ability and responsibility to lead ethical lives of personal fulfillment that aspire to the greater good of humanity.”

Kurt Vonnegut described it this way:

“Being a humanist means trying to behave decently without expectation of rewards or punishment after you are dead.”

Atheists are everywhere, but many are afraid of coming out, not because we are ashamed but because we fear discrimination. If you think my assessment of how despised we are as a group is overstated, read this. But I admit, it’s not like I live in the deep South or worse yet, a Muslim theocracy, where coming out as an atheist could render me a social outcast or even endanger my personal well-being. I live in the third least religious state in America, so I’m not being particularly courageous.

My purpose here is not to actively recruit believers away from religion and toward humanism. I’m coming out because I believe I may have built up some good will at this blog, and in my personal relationships. I wish to capitalize on this standing to demonstrate that people like me- atheists, freethinkers, secular humanists, humanists, and a bunch of other names- are not evil, horrible people who should be mistrusted, avoided, or feared. We’re just like you, except we don’t believe the religious stories that most of us were taught as children.

Some of the people I’m closest to are atheists. Others are religious. However, I see no correlation between morality/happiness and whether or not an individual believes in God. The content of one’s character is independent of religiosity.

We humanists believe in rational explanations and in the beauty of science, nature, and humanity. Science does not yet provide answers to all of life’s mysteries. For me, however, half the fun is in peeling away the layers, acquiring knowledge through examination of evidence and open discussion, and accepting that our conclusions are always subject to revision if better information comes along. Because of the way that my brain is wired, this approach makes more sense than having absolute truths revealed to me by church doctrine or interpretation of scripture.

Is that really so bad?

In fact, as a skeptic, it’s not only gods that I don’t accept as true. I also don’t believe in: heaven, hell, miracles, angels, the devil, Rick Santorum, ghosts, karma, ESP, creationism, UFO stories (although I do find extraterrestrial life to be likely), astrology, reincarnation, most alternative medical remedies, sushi, fate, most conspiracy theories, omens, or the notion that “everything happens for a reason.” So I’m not singling out religion!

If you fear for my eternal soul, I encourage you to ask yourself a few questions (this is the only preaching I will do here). Would your god, compassionate and all-knowing, condemn someone like me to eternal hell, simply because my brain is a skeptical one and is literally incapable of adopting ideas that I don’t have evidence for? After you die, would you and other believers, sitting comfortably in heaven, truly be able to exist in a state of bliss if you knew that billions of people like me had been condemned to eternal torture simply for having skeptical minds? Of all the human qualities is “faith in and acceptance of unproven ideas” really the most important one, or does at least this portion of what you have been taught not make sense?

If the way that you deal with your concern for my eternal soul is to hold out some hope that I will one day see the light, that isn’t going to happen. I am at least as firm in my disbelief as you are in your belief. I don’t know if disabled people are more or less likely to believe in God, but I have so far not been inclined to move in that direction as my disability has worsened, and I’m quite certain that I never will (there are atheists in foxholes).

And don’t feel sorry for me because you imagine that a life without God is a bleak one. On the contrary, I find enough wonder in the reality of the world to lead a very contented life.

goodwithoutgod-300x300Please consider the possibility that atheists can be good without God. I believe I am (most of the time).

Given my poor health it’s common for people to tell me that they are praying for me or that I am in their prayers. I am in no way offended by this sentiment. I’m not foolish enough to be picky about the way people show me some love!

I’m done. The next post will be back on message.

One quick note: If you have any questions or comments for me about humanism or how it is possible to live a fulfilling life as an atheist, I would be glad to discuss this with you at email@enjoyingtheride.com.

I’m Coming Out of the Closet (part 1 of 2)

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I began to notice that I was different from the other kids in middle school, at the same time my hormones were just starting to rage.

I didn’t choose to be this way. I just am. There’s nothing that anyone can do to change me, and I am not ashamed of who I am.

Depending on which survey you believe, we comprise between 2% and 20% of the population. Although many minorities have gained significant rights in the last 50 years, we remain routinely distrusted and despised.

My wife knows about my dirty little secret. My kids and most of my relatives and friends know. But I’ve always hesitated to make a public announcement here, for fear that the prejudice still harbored against my kind will cause people to turn away from this blog, and forgo my disability advocacy message, which is, and will remain, the primary theme of my website.

My goal is not to convince you that your way of living is wrong and that my way of living is right. My goal is to demonstrate to you that people like me are good, moral, loving, and worthy people, just like you are. We’re not evil, deranged, unhappy, aimless, immoral or any of those other horrible stereotypes. In almost every way except one, we’re just like you.

We try to lead good lives. We love our families. We maintain high moral and ethical standards, except when we don’t, just like you. If after I reveal my secret you no longer wish to be my friend or to read my blog, then just remember it was you who made that decision, not me. If you later reconsider and come back, I’ll welcome you with open arms.

I realize that most readers will either think “good for you, Mitch” or “I don’t really care one way or the other Mitch, so please get back to your normal writing.” But a few will be deeply disappointed or even offended by my disclosure.

Don’t worry, this blog will continue to focus on leading a meaningful, disabled life. I will write elsewhere when I promote my other cause.

My hope is that you will come to consider that people like me are not worthy of scorn, distrust, or even pity.

To be continued tomorrow…(click here)

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The God Complex

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What follows has nothing to do with religion.

At this point in the evolution of my blog, I’ve managed to refrain from political commentary. Other than complaining about mind-numbing political ads, I’ve stayed off my soapbox (it’s not wheelchair accessible anyway). For one thing, I risk alienating at least 50% of my potential readers by spewing any political rhetoric, thereby detracting from my core message about living a contented life as a disabled person. However, I believe I can discuss the general state of politics without being political- without revealing if I am a democrat, republican, or something else altogether.

As I wander aimlessly through my day-to-day existence, I find myself drawn to certain types of people. I believe that there exists a continuum between those at one end of the spectrum who are open-minded and easily confess their ignorance versus people at the other end who are resolute in their convictions and believe they possess the answers to even the unanswerable questions. If this were a numerical scale from 0 to 10, I would be a solid three (closer to the wishy-washy end than to the know-it-all end), and would be most interested in spending time with other 3’s (plus or minus about 2 points, you know, give or take).

People can be open-minded to the point of being absolutely spineless, a 0 or 1 on my scale. The more intellectual folks in that group can make you think twice about any subject, but come off as a bit tiresome after a while. But I am more wary of, and more easily bored by anyone who thinks they have all the answers. So what is it about our democratic system of government that compels us to elect only politicians who are solid 9’s and 10’s, or at least pretend to be?

Our world – our economies, our societies, our environment – is so complex, isn’t it absurd for anyone to claim to understand how it actually works? Yet, if a politician so much as changes her mind once or twice in her lifetime, or admits in public that he is undecided on an important issue, then we label them indecisive and disqualify them from public office. How did we get to this point? We are the voters, after all, so we have no one to blame but ourselves and our self-deluded concept that people who act as if they know everything actually do.

People who score high on my makeshift scale can be said to have a God Complex. They believe they have the answers to questions that are (currently) unanswerable by humans. Why can’t we elect candidates who humbly admit they don’t know the answers, but who are intelligent and open-minded, and will carefully and thoughtfully engage in trial and error analysis until an optimum, or at least acceptable solution is reached?

I will tune in to the weatherman, I will quaff a beer with the science teacher, I will vote for the politician who admits that they don’t have the answers, but enjoy pondering the questions- the person who will only take action based on deliberate and unbiased consideration of the best possible information, but will course-correct as new evidence emerges. I’m acquainted with several of these people, but none of them would be crazy enough to run for political office. How do we change that?

Winston Churchill’s famous quote is appropriate here: “It has been said that democracy is the worst form of government except all others that have been tried.”

Much of our democratic political system is utterly insulting to our intelligence. I’ve mentioned the political ads in an earlier post, and here I’ve spoken to the fact that our candidates are not allowed to be flexible and thoughtful. So I have to believe that someday, probably later rather than sooner, democracy will evolve into something better than what it is today. At least I hope it does.

This rant was partially inspired from a Ted talk by Tim Harford. Please take a few minutes to listen to somebody who expresses himself a lot better than I do:

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Have I betrayed my childhood self? (redux)

I first published this post in 2010.  Today I dusted it off, spruced it up a bit, and again present it for your reading pleasure:
 
I can still remember the questions I pondered as a child (I was a frequent and vivid ponderer):

What will my job be when I grow up?
Who will I marry? (Will she be hot?)
Where will I live?
What will my kids be like?
Will I grow old?  How old?

I also recall some of the promises I made to myself as a child:

I will let my kids stay up as late as they want to.
I will eat dessert whenever I want to.
I will become rich.
I will become famous.
Nobody will ever tell me what to do.

I didn’t keep any of those promises.

Less evolved Mitch (Mitch of only a few years ago) sometimes felt guilty about failing to live up to my childhood expectations. More evolved Mitch understands that I hold no obligation to my childhood self. Screw him. He didn’t know what he was talking about. He was just a kid. Granted, he was a darn cute kid, but a kid nonetheless.
We sometimes treat our childhood dreams with undue reverence.  These dreams are necessary from a developmental perspective (in order to become an adult, one must first envision it), but they should not be construed as a blueprint for life. Our juvenile aspirations are misguided because children cannot grasp life’s complexities, and don’t appreciate its subtleties. The degree of wisdom necessary to do so is acquired later in life, if ever.

In retrospect, these are the questions I should have pondered as a child:

Will I be lucky enough to find real love? (I was)
Will I have my health? (I did for the first 38 years)
Will I lead a happy and contented life? (I have)
Will I have a fulfilling career? (not really, but it paid the bills)
Will I be a good person? (with some exceptions, I think I have been)

And these are the promises I should have made to myself when I was a kid:

I will not presume that life owes me anything; any positive experiences beyond being born are simply frosting on the cake.

I will be a lifelong learner, a rational and open-minded thinker, and a candid, yet polite, communicator.
I will not waste precious resources on jealousy, hatred, or revenge.
I will try to do my small part to improve the human condition.
I will not blindly adhere to hollow societal norms.   
I will live each day as if it will be my last.
I will be true to my family and friends.
I will be reliable and humble.
I will have fun, lots of it. 
Even when life becomes difficult, I will try to persevere.

If I had made these promises to myself, could I have kept them? Let’s just say that at 47 years of age, I’m still a work in progress.

If young Mitch could have seen the future, I’m quite certain that he would have been disappointed with what he saw. But young Mitch wasn’t smart enough to appreciate what a good life looks like. How could he have? He was just a kid.