Doomtown

I had an interesting conversation with my cousin on Facebook last week regarding the hoopla over the supreme court ruling on gay marriage . I've come to discover the woman is a bit of a religious nut. I can't really throw stones here since I grew up Assembly of God and was a bit of a bible thumper myself back in the day. I'm Agnostic now, mostly because whenever I asked important questions like, "But why is it wrong to be a homosexual?" the answer was usually an unsatisfactory, "Because the bible tells me so," type deal. This would lead to a rousing game of circular logic starting with me asking, "Yeah, but why?" with the previous answer being repeated over and over again. My misspent holy-rolling, grain of doubt youth came flashing back to me after my cousin posted this as her status: Wow unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter! ...

I was raised Pentecostal. Assembly of God-hellfire-damnation-do-as-I-say-the-bible-says-and-whatever-you-do-don't-go-thinking-for-yourself-'cause-that-way-leads-to-trouble-Pentecostal. At least, that's the type of church my family attended when they did go. My parents liked to practice their own brand of submarine Christianity. We'd go if there was a crisis in our lives. My older sister comes home hung over after a night of partying. "Let's go to church!" My live-in cousin turns out to be a would-be rapist with a drug problem. "Let's see what the Lord can do to heal this family!" My father dies...So on and so forth. Once the crisis was averted-or when my mom figured whatever was on TV that Sunday was more inspiring than a sermon-we'd blow off church until the next crisis. I think most Christians are like that. Today I'm a born-again Agnostic which means I believe in the possibility of a god, but I won't place bets on whether He/S...