Religion convinced the world that there’s an invisible man in the sky who watches everything you do. And there’s 10 things he doesn’t want you to do or else you’ll sent to a burning place with a lake of fire until the end of eternity. But he loves you! And he needs money! He’s all powerful, but he can’t handle money! […] I’ve begun worshipping the sun for a number of reasons. First of all, unlike some other gods I could mention, I can see the sun. It’s there for me every day. And the things it brings me are quite apparent all the time: heat, light, food, a lovely day. There’s no mystery, no one asks for money, I don’t have to dress up, and there’s no boring pageantry. And interestingly enough, I have found that the prayers I offer to the sun and the prayers I formerly offered to God are all answered at about the same 50-percent rate. […] Religion is sort of like a lift in your shoes. If it makes you feel better, fine. Just don’t ask me to wear your shoes. And let’s not nail the lift to the natives’ feet.”
Rest in peace George. RIP. The world needs people that will say things that are not popular. Say things that make you or me uneasy, even angry or downright furious. Maybe even something that might make you think about a topic from an entirely different perspective. And yes even downright offend you. But do all of this in an intelligent manner, not just to offend for pure shock value. One less of these rare people are with us today.
BTW: Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits!