Book: Living with a Wild God: A Nonbeliever's Search for the Truth about Everything
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Ah, hell. Even now, insulated by so many intervening years, I could choke on the pity of it. They started out so young and brave, my parents, and ended up such sordid messes. Only one thing saved my father from dying as a slobbering drunk, and that was Alzheimer's disease, alcohol being unavailable in the nursing home he finally expired in. As for my mother, she didn't live long enough to find out that I grew up to have all the things she craved, that the entire package, plus some, would be delivered exactly a generation late-the adventure, the causes, the friends and hot romances. She died, too, before we could settle things between us, on her third suicide attempt. book-quoteI was born to atheism and raised in it, by people who had derived their own atheism from a proud tradition of working-class rejection of authority in all its forms, whether vested in bosses or priests, gods or demons. This is what defined my people, my tribe: We did not believe, and what this meant, when I started on the path of metaphysical questioning, was that there were no ready answers at hand. My religious friends-and my friends were almost all Catholics or Protestants or occasionally something more exotic like Jewish or Greek Orthodox-were convinced that God had a "plan" for us, and since God was good, it was a good plan, which we were required to endorse even without having any idea what it was. Just sign the paperwork; in other words, don't overintellectualize. book-quote