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9jacrip: This is deep I tell ya.

It would be difficult for me to live in Saudi Arabia with those rules.

Very sad the punishment for apostasy in islam sometimes

deols: where is d mock?
abi u need a dictionary?

You were not derisive in your tone by mentioning the pilgrims awards board?

You even made the mistake of asking why he/she should demand for something that muslims demanded for? Is than not equality? Should one religion get favour over another?

InesQor: @OP you mean DeepSight is a Christian? LAAAAAL

That is the strawman you can pull?

Where did you see me claim that deepsight is a christian? Yo cant read and you cant address the topic.

you must be a christian....a fundie.


Why not address the topic of how Dawkins has become a spawn of satan to fundie christians?

davidylan: Fallacy of appeal to authority.

appeal to which authority? Did I use any authority to make an argument?

Citing someones credentials is not an appeal to authority if it is not the crux of an argument

deols: is d wearing of white garment a compulsory aspect of your religion?

abi just like u asked for the pilgrims welfare board, u are again d3manding something 'the muslims also demanded'? smh

So you can mock another person's religion when it comes to clothing but you can fight for the hijab?


some people and their hypocri......

First read this story

Evening all. This isn't a particularly profound story, but I thought some of you might enjoy it.
I'm an atheist, but I was raised in an ultra-conservative Christian family in the UK. My outing as an atheist was exceptional painful and threatened to cost me my family more than once. The dust has just about settled and I have a fairly good relationship with my parents again, though nothing compared to the one they have with my devout younger sister.

I no longer live with my parents, but whenever I stay with them, it's on the condition that I accompany them to church twice a week.
The last time I reluctantly attended, the preacher made the ignominious decision of mentioning the name of Richard Dawkins. The response from the 200-strong congregation at the mere mention of the name was amazing; it was as though he'd just uttered the most heinous of obscenities. I felt the air move as every set of buttocks in the room clenched, and everyone gasped and held their breath, everyone except the ten or fifteen men who booed or shouted abuse, and a few who hissed.
I don't know why I did this, or why I even got this impulse, but I cheered. Loudly.
If I thought the arse-clenching hate at the mention of the name of 'Satan's puppet' was awkward, it was nothing on this. Imagine the reaction a herd of sheep might have at the sudden discovery of a wolf in their midst; unsure whether to run or freeze, paralysed with fear.
I was trying to wake up, bringing the numerous cogent arguments against religion to the forefront of my mind, fully prepared for a splendid debate with these people.

Unfortunately, I didn't get one. Instead, two elders of the church tentatively got out of their seats, waded through the tangible silence, over to my row and beckoned to me to get up. I noticed that my dad was staring straight forward, unflinching.
I got up, and they physically escorted me (with hands on my shoulders) out of the auditorium and into the foyer. Before I was told to leave, one said: 'you were such a good boy, why have you gone so far astray? We will pray for you.'

That moment of impulsiveness almost cost me my already precarious relationship with my family.
tl;dr I was physically ejected from my parents' church for cheering the name of Dawkins while the congregation hissed and booed.
I wish this story were more interesting, but it isn't. Also, I thought it might help some of you lifelong atheists understand how despised the name of Dawkins (and science in general) is in contemporary Protestantism.

EDIT: removed bad metaphor.
EDIT: I am aware that this was a very provocative thing to have done, and I am not at all surprised by the result. I don't need another comment along the lines of 'well what did you expect!'

http://www.reddit.com/r/atheism/comments/19t41n/how_i_got_kicked_out_of_a_church_last_week/




After reading this story, I really want to ask if Enigma and his pals are any different from these fundamentalist christians? Note that Enigma and co called Dawkins a dunce (Dawkins that is a professor and has achieved numerous awards) for no just reason and have continuously ridiculed the man.
https://www.nairaland.com/1194709/anony-enigma-deepsight-prove-dawkins

ondo_boi: hmmmmmmmm!!!!!

quite an interesting story!

Rafidi :
breaking news:One killed, 14 wounded in Pakistan attack on Shia funeral

Mon Mar 4, 2013 3:21PM GMT
 
At least one person has been killed and 14 others wounded in an attack on a Shia funeral procession held in the Ancholi neighborhood located in Pakistan’s port city of Karachi.

MKA/MA

http://www.presstv.ir/detail/2013/03/04/291884/attack-on-pakistan-shia-funeral-kills-one/

Such a sad story. An innocent family bombed.

I almost cried after reading the news on bbc. Clearly Shias are in danger in Pakistan

Sunni and Shia Muslims

Muslims are split into two main branches, the Sunnis and Shias
The split originates in a dispute soon after the death of the Prophet Muhammad over who should lead the Muslim community
There are also differences in doctrine, ritual, law, theology and religious organisation
The great majority of Muslims are Sunnis
Pakistan - where Shias are a minority - has a history of sectarian bloodshed dating back to the 1980s

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-21651956

Salaam,

Here is an interesting story

(This is a long read, sorry. I've seen a lot of Ex-Christian sides of this story, so I thought I'd give you my perspective to it as an Ex-Muslim)
So here's my story. I was born and raised by devout Muslim parents. I spent my childhood in California. They would make me memorize big chunks from the Quran for 2 hours every week, and would take me to Mosques after school on Thursdays, where they taught us what to do and what not to do.
When I was in third grade, my parents found great jobs in Saudi Arabia. They were really excited to go there, since we'd be living in Jeddah, which is one hour away from the "holy" city Meccah.

At first, I was okay with the new change of society. I made two or three friends, until 7th grade. That's when I started having a lot more friends, and began entering much more social groups. I met this girl over the internet, which studied at my school. I would talk to her over the internet for hours on end. Our relationship was quite complicated. We were friends who were basically 100 meters away from each other for half of the day, but never saw each other. You see, Saudi Arabia has an "Islamic law" which prevents having mixed-gender schools, so our school was separated.

That's what sparked my hatred for the country. Their rules were so sexist and unfair, and they kept on saying that it was religious law. Women weren't allowed to drive. Men were allowed to beat their wives if they refused to have sex for "no reason". Men could have 4 wives at once (Polygamy). Women weren't allowed to have any sort of political power. It was illegal for women to not wear a black cloth covering your entire body in public, from your head to your toes, except for your face and hands. My female friend and me would keep on complaining about it, and how much it didn't make sense. The worst part was that it was my religion the Saudi government was using for these rules. These unfair rules came from my religion. My hate for the country had become so intense, it started turning into hate of my religion. Through all this, my parents kept on forcing me to go to the mosque about 2 times a day, to read Quran without even understanding it, since I never learned Arabic, and to go to Meccah to perform a pilgrimage that was pretty weird.
10th grade. I started dating my friend, and I was finally able to meet her. It was very difficult to meet each other (we could only do it once every two weeks, since you could get jailed for hanging out with a girl) and we eventually broke up. It was probably for the better, since she was better as a friend. But I, quite understandably, blamed the country and religion for our falling out.

12th grade. I applied to multiple Canadian universities (I'm Canadian so the tuition would be really cheap there). My parents made me go to an Islamic University in Malaysia instead. As soon as I got there, I instantly hated everything about it. I didn't understand why at the time, but now I realize it is because, unfortunately, I have developed an intolerable hatred for the religion. I lashed out at my parents, with the help of my brother, and convince them to let me go to the university of my choice. The problem is that I would have to spend one more year in the country I despised, to wait for the next fall semester.
Now, at a gap year, with nothing to do, in Saudi Arabia, I started thinking a lot. I started doubting my religion. My mom and dad made me perform the annual Hajj Pilgrimage. I thought it was a good chance for rediscovery, and boy was I wrong. I looked around me, and I saw Muslims from all around the world. And many of them did not make a very good example. So much pushing, shoving, anger, shouting, cursing. People praying to god and asking him to kill and break the backs of Jews. Prayers to god that were begging him to cure their incurable illnesses.

After a long grueling week, I got back home. I opened up my English translated Quran, and gave it a long good read. But this time, I looked at it from a completely different perspective. I just wanted the truth. And what happened was exactly as I feared. I started losing faith in Islam. In the Quran I found how it was allowed to own slaves, how having sex with a slave is allowed but not with a women who isn't your wife, that you'd get punished for not believing in god by being thrown into hell to burn for all eternity, how invisible "jinnies" existed, how black magic existed, that there is a devil whispering in your ear, that animals are not on the same level as humans and that they're just tools for us to use, that god created us to worship him, that god created adam and eve and all that jazz. I read the Hadith (Teachings of the prophet, Muhammed), and stories about the prophet, and I found writings that the prophet married a 9 year old girl, that he had concubines, that he said good obedient wives do not complain about their husband (beating them).

It took me a while after this, to free myself from the religion. The first period was pure fear, as I thought there was a possibility of me going to hell forever. But slowly, as I read more, I started seeing the truth. I already lost one friend because I simply told him what I thought. He told me "God forgive you, the devil is whispering in your ear".

I still have the fear though. Remember what I said about the messed up laws in Saudi Arabia? Apparently there's another law. The "Crime" of apostasy is punishable by death. Guess I'm a criminal for the horrible crime of free thinking.

http://www.reddit.com/r/atheism/comments/19px7n/im_an_exmuslim_who_lives_in_saudi_arabia_aka_a/

Interesting thread.

From wife beating to shia vs sunni.

To be honest, Mr Betathings did not add anything to this thread but attack the shia.