Bingo, Mac, but it’s bigger than that.

It isn’t overt bigotry, Becky, it’s a shock tactic. I would rather these creatures were back where they ever have been in my life, beneath my contempt. But they, and by extension you (no dis) through your perhaps unwitting support of these status quo, keep interfering with my life, and the lives and survival of my children and grand-children.

An Elder once explained to me that religion is but a tool of statecraft for the suppression of the people. There is no god, there are no gods. It’s a myth, an adolescent fairy tale to explain away the dark.

To my lifelong study of this phenomenon I find it a far more realistic explanation that space-faring aliens, for whatever their motivations, be it shipwreck survivors desperate to propagate the species, breed slaves to mine a resource rich planet or sheer boredom, genetically manipulated our proto-human ancestors to create us – Human Beings.

And here we are, as Human Beings, regardless the nomenclatures of recording time, poised to evolve to a new level. Look at the placement of your fingertips, and ponder the movement of your mind. We won’t evolve, we may not even survive, if we don’t abandon these myths, these adolescent fairy tales to explain away the dark.

I don’t give a bloody god-damn about these people, I don’t care what kind of bullshit they believe, I just want them to leave me, and my children, and my grand-children, alone. And I’ll do whatever I can, use whatever tool at my disposal to make that happen; and because the survival of my children and grand-children depends upon the survival of others’ children and grand-children, whatever I can to make people wake up and smell the Green Tea.