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Lazy Time Reblog Sunday: Happy Agnostica!

Since today is the 14th of December, I'm just going to let this Lazy Time post be a reblog of a former reblog. Yes, I am THAT damn lazy. Enjoy and Happy Agnostica!
 
 
Lazy Time Reblog Sunday: Darren Bleuel's Nukees and a Happy Agnostica to us All!

As I may have mentioned in previous posts, I consider myself to be Agnostic. This is often viewed with more confusion than hostility from both the secular and non secular public. The response I usually get when telling them about my belief system is, “So…you’re an Atheist is what you’re saying, right?” And to this, I will usually reply: “No, no. Well, not exactly.” And then I spend the next thirty minutes to an hour trying to explain what it is I do and do not believe in.
 
Basically I believe in the possibility of a God or Gods, but I’m not going to give a definitive answer on the subject until I receive some concrete, empirical proof. Since this proof will probably only come after I die-and maybe not even then-I’m keeping my options open until that tragic day. Because of this, I don’t subscribe to any particular religion. Personally, I doubt God/Goddess/Other cares one way or another how I celebrate His/Her/Its existence. If God/Goddess/Other is a good God, He/She/It would be cool like that.
 
 
 
If they really did care, they would be a whole lot less subtle about the entire thing. At the very least they would advertise with some kind of product placement better than an indistinct image in a piece of toast or a vague PR stunt that doesn’t tell anyone to do anything specific except quench their thirst with a popular energy drink.
 
Linking this shit to Satan will totally make kids stop drinking it. Like, for reals.
 

In spite of my lack of religious leanings, I have no problem with Christians celebrating their own holidays publicly just so long as they let other belief systems do the same. It’s only fair. And although there are a lot of faiths out there and a lot of holidays in which to celebrate, I think the one I’d like to see more of is my personal favorite, Agnostica.

For those of you who have never heard of this wondrous holiday, Agnostica is described by Darren Bleuel, creator of the online comic Nukees and the holiday it spawned, as “the only truly secular winter solstice holiday”. It is a holiday that celebrates intellectualism, science, and ingenuity, as well as those who further the above ideals through their own works and inventions. Also, you get to dress up as your favorite scientist/inventor, pick a gift from the Random Bag of Fun, and drink mulled wine to your heart’s content, so you know it has to be good.

According to the Nukees Agnostica page, the holiday starts on December 14th (QM day) and has a half life of ten days. Whatever that means.

In honor of Agnostica and all things secular, I hereby dedicate this Lazy Time Reblog Sunday to Darren Bleuel. Please follow his comic here and a happy, happy Agnostica to us all!
 
 

 

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