Christian Prayer Kerfuffle

by duncanr

To mimic Nobbly – “oh fer fucks sake !

A whole bunch of Christians in the UK are getting their knickers in a twist because a judge has ruled that prayers have no place in local council meetings.

Churchmen and politicians are jumping up and down, foaming at the mouth, at this ‘assault on Britain’s Christian heritage’ ( http://tinyurl.com/7rmodzd )

Bullshit!

Ignore all the hysterical righteous indignation. The judge did not ban christians from praying. The case was . . .brought by a former atheist member of Bideford Council who complained that the council meetings always started with a prayer. What the judge actually said was that local council meetings should address local issues. If any councillors wanted to pray for guidance they could do so but that should be done before the meeting started and not be part of the meeting itself – http://tinyurl.com/7b7tshp

This ruling hardly constitutes an attack on the right of Christians to pray to their god – as many christian commentators would like us to believe – but I can understand their strident reaction. Whatever the situation in the past, Christianity is of little importance in the UK today – if church attendance figures are anything to go by. Even if one is generous and looks at the figures of those who attend church at least once a month rather than once a week, 15% of UK adults is not convincing evidence in support of the claim that the UK is a Christian country ? The truth is active support for the christian church has been in steep decline for a good many years. Particularly worrying for Christians too must be the age profile and sex ratio of those who do attend church – the dwindling number of attendees are primarily elderly and female. It is estimated that by 2040 65% of church attendees will be over 65 yrs old and 85-90% of these will be women (http://www.whychurch.org.uk/age.php)

With a church in seemingly terminal decline, it is no wonder christians are so god damn prickly about anything they perceive a threat to their (unjustified) privileged position in the UK !

23 Comments to “Christian Prayer Kerfuffle”

  1. Hear! Hear!

    I am pleased that I joined the National Secular Society in the run-up to the pope’s visit to Britain – my subscriptions have helped to pay for them bringing this action. Now let’s get bishops out of the House of Lords.

  2. Quite. Let’s have an elected second chamber.

  3. My father has NEVER believed in a God in any shape or form, though when my sister was 6 years old and desperately ill with Pneumonia (a killer back then,) he admitted he sank to his knees and prayed for her life. He said he couldn’t take the chance he was wrong.

    I’m like my Dad. They say there are no atheists in Foxholes. The same can be said if you are a regular user of Moroccan taxis.

    • I worked with somebody who was a sailor in the Falklands war. He had a similar saying: that there are no atheists on a sinking ship.

      I don’t know. I was raised a catholic, but have purged these nonsensical god superstitions from my system, I hope. Why would somebody who doesn’t believe in a ‘superior being’ suddenly want to do so, when they realise that they might be about to die? To go to ‘heaven’, instead of ‘hell’? Why would this instant conversion merit salvation, rather than damnation? After all, it would only be from fear of the unknown, and for purely selfish motives. Not a basis for true belief, so presumably not valid in the eyes of any ‘god’. So you’re gonna go to hell anyway, in that case.

      And who would want to spend the rest of eternity in ‘heaven’, anyway? Never ending? That would be guaranteed to send you right ’round the bend.

      Religion is enslavement – the control of vulnerable people by confidence tricksters, who claim to know hidden truths, and communication with a more powerful being. Just like the mafia.

      When I pop off, I want it to be THE END – no consciousness or anything remaining: as long as it’s quick and painless.

      Poor old Chris Hitchens used to muse whether his solid belief would soften, the closer he got to death, but he was able to confirm that it was as strong as ever.

      Here endeth the last lesson…

      Hello, ratty, not seen you for a while – how are you, mate?

  4. A dance band, an obituary announcement in the Cornish Goat Fanciers Gazette, 300 helium filled balloons and pasties too?

    Even Whitney Houston didn’t get that.

  5. Wipe the teardrop from your eye
    And raise those fireworks to the sky!
    A rodent thought to be dissected
    In our midst now resurrected!

    Just like the man from Bethlehem
    He overcame the deathly phlegm
    With humour shit-brown and blood-red
    Reanimated from the dead.

    And yet, a man who bears a cross
    (Just like the one the pope calls boss)
    It’s silver on a field of black
    For Cornish Pride and Scrumpy Jack.

    The Twelve Apostates lead his ass
    To part the thronging, cheering mass
    To where the Mental Milliners’
    Tea party will be thrillin’ us.

    And as the beast sets ratty down
    He cracks a smile to shame a clown
    Towards his hosts he starts to prance -
    “OH, NO! NO, ratty! PLEASE DON’T DANCE!”

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