Five years ago another blogger and friend, Ben Schuldt, recommended I read the material of a man I’d never heard of named Richard Carrier. I googled him and dove into his works over at the secular web and quickly discovered I had a new hero. Carrier wrote with such a halcyon reason that was so crystal clear in composition that anybody could comprehend his arguments. I rushed off to order his book Sense and Goodness Without God, which remains my favorite book on atheism to this day and is the book I most consistently suggest to believer and non-believer alike.
In 2008 I began emailing with Carrier to get him to Skepticon I. It was also that summer that some friends and I decided to drive across the country to California for shits and giggles. I mentioned this to Carrier and he took time away from writing his book to come have lunch with us. It was definitely a fanboy moment for me.
Over the last few years I’ve been lucky enough to become friends with Richard, as well as another hero of mine (who would punch me for saying that), Greta Christina. Through Richard I came to know authors David Fitzgerald and Dan Fredsti, all of whom live in San Francisco, where I am this weekend. Last night I slept on a couch in Richard Carrier’s office, surrounded by the accoutrements that were present when my favorite book was written. I just want to sniff everything in this office and maybe steal something small to remember the occasion.
Tomorrow night, after my talk at Berkeley, Richard, his lovely wife Jen, David, Dana, and I are going to pile up in Chateau de Carrier and partake in one of our favorite activities: mocking lousy movies! On the menu for Saturday night is the 1980s ‘classic’ Kill Squad.
“An orgy of destruction!” How did I not know about this movie before now?
How awesome is my life? I’m so incredibly lucky that I almost feel guilty.