Once upon a time, our ancestors fought wars in defense of what they believed was holy. Any one who didn’t fit in with their religious practices was called a witch and burned at the stakes, or captured into slavery, or killed for good measure. But they got wiser, realizing that religion was more about loving God and our fellow men. But like dogs and vomit, our generation has thought it over and resolved to return to the primitive ways.
Gone are the days when religion was about peace and tolerance. Long forgotten are the days of Mahatma Gandhi or Mother Theresa. Gandhi walked the streets of the earth preaching the need for a non-violent and bloodless revolution; and when Mother Theresa tended to the sick and hungry irrespective of their race or beliefs. The daily news is awash with stories of people killing for God, killing in the name of God. I maintain fervently that if the god you believe in, for whatever reason, asks you to destroy another being like yourself, then you should take a moment to examine his divinity thoroughly. If a god will have you kill in his name, doing his dirty business on his behalf, then you should question his supremacy. But before you point the finger, let me add that if you are unable to see anything wrong with one human being killing another, then you need professional help, the kind that is only available with a psychiatrist.
We are told that another has killed in the name of our god, and we say that “they had it coming”. There is never, and will never be an excuse good enough to justify killing another who bears a contrary religious belief from ours. If we are honest, we will find that many of us take our religious cue from the settings to which we are born, for if we were born elsewhere, we probably would practice another religion. It is in times like this that the atheists have a solid argument for why they choose not to practice “religion”.