Those Who Forget The Past…
(Note: I’m writing this from my phone, which means this will be short, sweet, and lacknowledge links until I get a chance to clean this post up later. You’ve been warned.)
It’s the holiday season, which means it’s time for the annual atheist tradition of “Let’s act mortified about Christmas!” We have signs on state capitols, articles decrying the Dear Leader-like adulation of a long dead Nazarene, and the usual complaints focusing on how, no matter where you go, there’s no escaping the wacky traditions of our superstitious neighbors and fellow countrymen. Each year, for the better part of a month, we go through this, and each year we prove, once and for all, why more than half of America should never, ever vote for an atheist.
Is it because atheists are a self-serving lot? Some are, to be sure, but not the majority. If we can have an African-American President while Alan Sharpton and Jesse Jackson run around, we can certainly rise above our “spokespeople”. Is it because we have no clearly defined moral compass, bereft of some higher authority to keep us on the straight and narrow? Of course not - if it’s possible for the Westboro Baptist Church and the Unitarians to read from the same Bible and worship the same God, there’s clearly as much room for interpretation with a higher power as there is without. No, the reason is so much simpler than that.
We’re not willing to pay attention to history.
See, here’s what we’re missing: How did Christmas get so popular that it not only causes the entire Western World to don green and red, it caused the Jews and Black Liberation types to come up with imitations of their own? Easy - Christmas was an adaptation of a much earlier but just as popular holiday itself. When Christianity was first spreading through Europe, it was facing rather heavy resistance itself. Did early Christians just sit around, act smug, and ridicule local customs? Sure, at first. After a while, though, somebody thought, “Hmm… perhaps our chances of being lion food would be slightly less if we preached a more positive form of Christianity! I mean, one God is so much more convenient than a bunch of petty, squabbling gods, and there’s no good reason we have to observe Jesus’ birthday on his actual birthday, right? He was the Son of God, after all… What was God’s birthday? Right.” Suddenly, instead of being the leading source of lion food in Europe, Christianity became the “in thing”, spreading across Europe faster than your household plague.
There’s a lesson in this.
We atheists have a strong selling point: Why waste your time worrying what some indefinable, probably imaginary being thinks about how you spend your Sundays? Isn’t having zero gods to tend to so much easier than having to worry about some all-seeing, all-powerful, but very invisible and undiscernable God? What if we just decided that, instead of getting all pompous and self-righteous every December, we just told the world, “Hey, join with us and we’ll let you drink all of the hot toddies you want, guilt-free! It’s cool, you can still have your gifts and your days off. We’re just not going to expect you to go anywhere you don’t want to go or pretend to enjoy any boring sermons, that’s all. Deal?” Honestly, I think that we would get so much more accomplished that way instead of the usual, “You are all a bunch of superstitious rubes!” routine that we throw down every year.
Seriously, we’re atheists! Why are we trying to out-boring the Christians?
(NOTE: Fixed some typos, finally added some links.)
UPDATE: This is more like it!
