Thursday, September 29, 2011

Funerals...

I hate funerals.  I'm sure everyone does.  But I really hate how they are another chance for people to preach at you.  I haven't lost a lot of people in my life, for which I am grateful.  Death is hard on the living.  I lost my mother and aunt in 1995.  They were both very young...31 years old.  I was 11 when I attended their funerals.  I don't remember a lot, other than a lot of crying.

I've been to two funeral in the past three weeks.  One was for a friend...only 25 years old.  They other for my great-grandmother.  A month shy of her 99th birthday.  Both of these funerals were very religious.  These funerals become less of a celebration of the person's life, and more about Jesus and God.  I think it's insulting to the deceased.  I know funerals are for the living, but you should respect the dead.

 In the case of my friend, who died tragically at the age of 25.  I know for a fact that he didn't believe in any of this religion crap.  Yet his funeral was a typical catholic funeral. The priest said he was a child of god.  My friend would have been laughing his ass off.

My great grandmother's funeral was 2 days ago.  It wasn't sad, as I know she lived a great, long life.  She will be missed, but I wasn't terribly upset.  You expect people of that age to pass.  In the last year, her quality of life wasn't very good.  She suffered from dementia.  80% of her funeral was from the bible and the pastor telling us that in order to celebrate my grandmother, we should accept Jesus as our savior.  Are you fucking kidding me?  I will celebrate my grandmother by the memories I have for her.  Jesus has nothing to do with this.  As she herself, as told by my grandparents, did not accept Jesus until 4 years ago.  Which I suspect is due to my born again christian grandparents asking her on a daily basis.  Well she held out 94 years.  I'm not saying she wasn't religious, but she seemed to keep it to herself.  I sat there the other day just angry.  I know people have a right to have their religion, but when you inject the religion after the person has died, when they have no say is just completely disrespectful.  Especially if that person wasn't a member of your jesus club.

my great-grandmother...back in the day
I know people use heaven as a comfort because they are scared of death.  It's so much nicer to think that you go on to another life after this one and are reunited with your loved ones.  But the christians use this a a bargaining chip to recruit others.   You won't get to see your loved ones unless you accept jesus as your savior.  And if you don't, you are going to burn in hell.  But there is no evidence of this whatsoever.  This is the only life we have and we have to make the most of it.

2 comments:

  1. Girly, you know as well as anyone our soul is immortal, right? If you don't, then you're being wishy-washy, Dukes o'Haphazard, believing-only-watteva-you-wanna; you're not being a very good atheist if you've not read THAT. That da fak, brudda. So, tell me, puh-leeze, I beg of thee, my good and just liege, what happens when we upNcroak? Our fleshly bod rots in the grave, yet, our soul goes on to the afterlife, whether that be Heaven or Hell after being Divinely Judged by, ya got it, Jeee-sis. Better git thy house in order, miss gorgeous. I wanna see you Upstairs, girl, where I can kiss thy adorable feets. God bless you.

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  2. First of all, you would need to prove that there is a soul. Next, you would need to prove that there is in fact life after death. You assume that these things are true. Just because you believe that does not make it so. All science proves otherwise.

    And I wouldn't let you kiss my feet in this life, or the next...if there were such a thing.

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