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shannon stoney's avatar

I live in that dark blue area on that map. I grew up in the Episcopal church, which is kind of like a country club that mentions God sometimes. At some point in my 20s I realized all the stuff we heard at church about virgin births, Jesus dying for our sins, etc was BS, and then I became an atheist. It had never made any sense, but I assumed the grownups knew what they were talking about, and they seemed unanimous on the point that God did exist. Later I found out my dad never believed any of it but made us go to church because it was "customary." It was usually not a source of warm fuzzy feelings, but I enjoyed singing in the choir, and it was a place to meet boys.

Now I live in deep Bible Belt territory. There is a huge concrete cross right next to the exit for our town that you can see for a long ways as you approach on I-40. There have been numerous times when people have challenged my atheism. Once at my grief group, another person told me that my life meant nothing because I didn't believe in God and I should just kill myself. Another time, a friend told me she could prove God existed: "Try to hold your breath until you die. You can't do it." Yeah, I know. This level of ridiculousness is hard to believe but it's pervasive.

Also: I attended the last drag brunch in our town's history. A local pastor, alerted to the fact that drag brunches had been occurring on the local college campus and at a local bar, called in hate groups from around the state who arrived in force. This was in January of 2023. These guys, and a few women, had signs and masks, and bulging pockets, and loud voices. I walked past them and got past security: a locked gate. The drag brunch was fun. Inside, the organizers identified the hate groups for me: Proud Boys, National Justice Party, and actual Nazis from Chattanooga, plus a group of "Christians" from the pastor's Baptist church. We survived that confrontation, but Drag Brunch and the bar did not: the bar had to shut down due to death threats. From Christians, Nazis, Proud Boys,etc.

On the other hand: I know a lot of wonderful Christians, including conservative evangelicals, who have adopted kids from foster care and are generally a force for good in the community. They may harbor some hateful ideas, but they also do good things. I try to stay friends with them and avoid discussions about polarizing issues like abortion, immigration, homophobia, etc. Not all of them are racists.

Forty years ago, when I moved to this town, things were not like this. People invited you to their church, but the churches were mainstream denominations, not evangelical white nationalist mega-churches. People didn't obsess about pedophiles or who was gay. They didn't care what party you usually voted for. All this seems like a distant dream of another world that is completely gone.

Sometimes I have an almost irrepressible desire to flee this area and never come back, but I own a nice farm here, and it's very affordable to live here for an old person. I try to get away to a more tolerant area as often as possible. I'm not sure what the "answer" is. I know people who are in the UU and have absolutely no belief in god whatsoever, but just go for the sense of belonging. (These people are nevertheless sometimes quite critical of other UU attendees!) I think that people really need a sense of community, but there have been times when our neighborhood has had that, without any religiosity. The unifying force was a love of place, this land, these gardens, this creek, these trees. I wonder if there might be some way for people to use love of the Earth, and love of specific places, as a unifying force, instead of the Pretend Authoritarian White Male Friend in the Sky who wants everybody to be armed and who probably has an AR-15 or two Himself.

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Sarah L's avatar

I appreciate the term lamination. I've been talking about this idea a lot lately w/r/t the media's sloppy adoptions of phrases that propagandists slip into mainstream usage, whether tactically or not and how they get laminated into our minds uncritically along with feelings about incidents, places, wars, foods, whatever. Thank you for the language.

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