Wednesday, September 24, 2008

God

Designating oneself as "agnostic" has always rubbed me the wrong way. The position that we can't be sure whether there is a divine or not seems quite pointless. As in, yes, we can't be sure about it, because it's never been demonstrated or falsified (and presumably can't be), but then again, we "can't be sure" whether or not there is a race of giant invisible fairies who sit on clouds and tickle each other. You don't need to say "Well, there's no reason to believe in those fairies, but a lot of people do, so I'll sit on the fence about it." You can just say "Those fairies don't exist." If you come across compelling evidence that there are in fact fairies on the clouds, then fine, you'll change your mind. But it doesn't mean you should be agnostic about fairies.

See, when you hold a position, I think it's kind of a given that if the evidence changes, your position could change too. For example, I'm an atheist, but if Jesus Christ happens to come down from the heavens tomorrow and get the Revelation rollin', then I will reconsider my beliefs on the question of divinity. Until then, though, there is no reason to admit the possibility of God's existence, or at any rate to give it any more credence than the possibility of cloud-dwelling sprites. Agnosticism exists because there is a powerful tradition of humans wanting to believe in god(s); but if you boil it down, celestial creator-guardian-avenger beings deserve no more respect as a concept than fairies (or, like, reincarnation). I guess what I'm trying to say is, agnostics? Stop being pussies.

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