Once I allowed my mind the liberty of disbelieving in the existence of a god or gods, everything started making sense...war, poverty, genocide, world hunger, disease, overpopulation, hate...I realized that the universe had nothing for nor against my existence, but people did, and the people who stood against humanity's progress against these undeniable evils used religion to justify their behaviour and actions. I knew then, for better or for worse, that I had to, for as long as I am alive, stand on the unpopular side in opposition of religion in order to keep my moral conscience clean and to do my part to better humanity if even an immeasurable amount.

In recent news, a grade 12 student in Nova Scotia took it upon himself to wear a T-shirt that pushes his beliefs on everyone that sees him at his school. I confess, I was equal to this kid in his beliefs at his age, but I was never such a douche as to wear a T-shirt like that. A simple change to the T-shirt would magically transform it from perpetuating a lie to speaking the truth:

It truly is. He should try it, then he wouldn't have to quit school and he might actually be able to make some friends.