Maybe, just maybe, I’ll start telling people what’s on my mind. Typically I just suppress what’s itching to come out through my fingertips and out my mouth, but I’ve been taking a different approach of late. When my mom says something like, “All these different foods can detoxify your liver,” and I respond “No, no they don’t. Having a liver detoxifies your liver.” just maybe it’ll sink in if I persist long enough. Or when my dad posts some crazy right wing nonsense on Facebook saying how bad Muslims are whilst totally ignoring the Crusades of the Middle Ages:
This kind of cherry-pickery should be expected at the least (especially by the Religious Right), but shouldn’t be tolerated. Perhaps instead of outright telling everyone I’m an atheist, I’ll just caress notes of critical thinking and facts into their echo chambers, hopefully interrupting their cacophonous, sonorous, ridiculous confirmation-biased views. Maybe if they think I’m still Christian and have different views from the “norm” they’ll be inspired to be less firm in their ignorance. Perhaps. . .