This is a revolution! And a revolutionary must become a cold killing machine motivated by pure hate.
–Che Guevara

The revelation of the logical anti-gospel of no-god, as triumphantly proclaimed by the great secular preachers of our time — the likes of Dawkins and Hitchens — is abuzz the world over. I have been a bit harsh in my reaction to the devangelists of Atheism, because of course, if you study the evidence logically, they are exactly right.

All Christians are either luke-warm or mad; and all are scoundrels — pass the collection plate, God tells me He wants you to give us loads of money, Jesus loves you, please come back again. They pass their brother bleeding on the road, and puff their chests out in the house of worship. They just bend with the wind and intone their sombre utterances to whichever political master flatters them best.

As for the Catholic Church, for most of the last millennium, they were basically a totalitarian dictatorship. Yep, that’s right. I won’t deny it. Protestants, too. Luther, Calvin, Mother Theresa, all were crazed fanatics, as is anyone who assumes there is more of the world than the random movements of atoms and photons.

The Buddhists and Muslims are no better, the Jews are worse. In fact wherever you look you will see proud, wicked, self-serving hypocrites, both religious or otherwise.

Beyond the flickering cone of light provided by established science, the masses stumble in ignorance and superstition.

All humans are wretched. Even the seed of truth sown by science falls ever on barren ground. Whatever philosophy or belief, humans excel at only self interest and satisfying their urges. Any pretence of philanthropy or compassion is simply evidence of an unhealthy craving to be admired.

The Bourgeois — liberated from religion, but still smugly shackled in their imaginary moral code — still persist in the the delusion that morality can exist. In their conceit they repackage the corpse, calling it Humanism or Natural Morality. But humanism might as well be dog-ism or mud-sim. No bright wrapping can stifle the smell of an idea that is dead and decomposing. Nietzsche was right. There is no natural basis of morality. Morality is what Man creates, so let him create and destroy it freely to gain whatever advantage he may. Even the Bourgeois will embrace this bloody truth when their lives or livelihoods are threatened.

Who then can argue with the promoters of infanticide, euthanasia, abortion or eugenics? Their logic is irreproachable. No person’s life deserves special status. A life can and ought to be freely taken if the loss of it can bestow a net benefit to others. You have no soul, and nor do I. What is your life to me if by your death I might benefit?

Besides, if none will stop me, why should I care?

As for the great tyrants, let them be called Great Prophets of the the Misangelion! The prohibition of murder is just an archaic human construct. Human Elimination is the most efficient way to bring material benefit — the only benefit that exists — to the greatest number of people. So why not? The greatness of a man can only be measured by his impact on the living. Once the dead pass into non-existence, they are immediately irrelevant (even before the grass has grown over their mass graves).

What is it to stamp out human life anyway? If the Greens are to believed, and their argument is entirely logical, humanity is a destructive plague (and if it suits us, let us believe them one week and feed them into the ovens the next).

Here it is then, the logical conclusion of a purely scientific approach to life: Nothing is valid and nothing is true. There are just shifting theories; our drives and urges; and untamed nature. None of us deserve life, and everyone will die one day. Happiness and affection, love, hope, awe and sadness are worse than mere sentiment, they are chemical-induced hallucinations. There is no purpose to life, and nothing has any meaning. Do whatever gives you stimulation, and answer to no one and no thing.

The devil spreads wide his arms, saying ‘Welcome, my children. At last it is settled. I am the Way, the Warmth and the Darkness. Come, the road is wide and the way is all downhill.

The only true and correct philosophy is nihilism.

…just as I suspected when I was seventeen years old.

But there’s only one problem; I’ve tried nihilism, and there was nothing in it. Apart from anything else, I do indeed have to die one day, but between then and now I want to live. I raced towards that grim rendezvous at far greater speed as a nihilistic young man than at any time since. And even that dispirited youth came to realise a cold heart and a cold sneer — dressed in black and looking out for number one like a Wild West gun-fighter — were a poor investment for his fleeting hours.

If that’s the outcome of a logical approach to the truth of life, what use is logic to me?

I want to live an world, that contains the warm glow of Joy; the delicate precipitation of Hope; the burning ecstasy of Love; the sweet pain of shared Sadness; the cool breeze of Forgiveness; and the uplifting and vivifying stimulation of that distant light on the hill — Truth.

So the question must be, having arrived at nihilism, how does one get to that other location from here?

Posted on Saturday, June 9th, 2007 at 12:30 pm, Filed under Writing, Featured, History and Politics. Comments and trackbacks welcome.
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