I can appreciate a very well-voiced, well-conducted gospel choir (which I do, immensely), without having to believe in the stuff they're singing about :-)
On that note...back in the bad old days of my early adolescence, the Maternal Unit insisted I go with her to an "interview" at the Local Private Xtian school. I didn't even try to pretend I had any interest in what the headmaster was talking about. He finally noticed, and asked me why. I looked him in the eye and told him I'm an atheist, and if the Maternal Unit wanted me to go to school there, she could probably force me to do that, but he better not count on me showing up for religious services, and I wasn't going to pretend to pay attention in religion classes, either. The Maternal Unit practically dragged me out to the car, hissing that "she'd never been so embarrassed in all her life!" I told her I wasn't ashamed to be an atheist, and if she wanted to waste her money sending me to that school, that was fine, but I didn't have to pretend I wanted to be there when we both knew better. She decided to save her money.
My experience was Koinia Christian School. lol After they said I had to read the text as "flippers are a god given adaptation on frogs", and then the social studies class about how slaves were only slaves because they had not accepted Jesus (and not because white and other men grabbed them from Africa and brought them over in a boat in chains and sold them like cattle), well at the next break I called my mother and offered to walk home the 25 miles or so. . .if she didn't come pick me up.
On that note...back in the bad old days of my early adolescence, the Maternal Unit insisted I go with her to an "interview" at the Local Private Xtian school. I didn't even try to pretend I had any interest in what the headmaster was talking about. He finally noticed, and asked me why. I looked him in the eye and told him I'm an atheist, and if the Maternal Unit wanted me to go to school there, she could probably force me to do that, but he better not count on me showing up for religious services, and I wasn't going to pretend to pay attention in religion classes, either. The Maternal Unit practically dragged me out to the car, hissing that "she'd never been so embarrassed in all her life!" I told her I wasn't ashamed to be an atheist, and if she wanted to waste her money sending me to that school, that was fine, but I didn't have to pretend I wanted to be there when we both knew better. She decided to save her money.
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