I’m feeling pretty unhappy right now.
First of all, I had counted on Christmas being neutralized by the Maya apocalypse, and now I find that I have to go shopping after all.
But far worse is what I experienced tonight at Walt Disney World’s Epcot. First of all, there were signs all over the place for a program called “Joyful,” a concert of Christmas music to be put on by some gospel choir or other. And there was Christmas music at practically every Epcot venue, some of it distinctly Christian. (Even if it was instrumental, as it sometimes was, I’ve been so thoroughly programmed that my mind supplied the lyrics automatically.) And then, at the biggest concert space in Epcot, there was an enormous choir singing expressly Christian music, including Händel’s “Hallelujah” chorus from Messiah. But worst of all was the fact that the choir’s music was actually punctuated by somebody (Trace Adkins, as it turns out, this evening; earlier in the week, it was Lea Salonga; and last week it was Gary Sinise) reading the gospel narratives of the birth of Jesus.
Now, I’ve been accused of being callous, unempathetic, and cruel to people who don’t share my every religious and political view, so I found myself at Epcot today trying to think myself into the head of a complete, committed secularist having to endure such horrors.
Here I am, a guy who’s been minding his own business, merely trying to teach his (hypothetical) children that, like me, they’re biochemical units tossed up randomly as the pointless byproducts of a mindless process that commenced by sheer chance in a warm, slimy tidal pool a few billion years ago. I’ve patiently taught them that there’s no overall meaning or purpose to their lives, and that, when the neural firings in their brains cease, they will disappear and their bodies will rot. I’ve explained to them that religion is a silly thing at best, clung to by fools, but more often evil, and that it makes people very, very unhappy and has led to virtually all of the evil on our planet.
All well and good. And then, just when I dare to bring them out of their pleasant godless cocoon, they’re barraged with all this religious nonsense, coming from people who pretend to be happy and to care about one another.
It’s worse than disgusting. It shouldn’t be permitted.
Posted from Orlando, Florida.