As an atheist, there is one thing that remains that people of faith often overlook: my essential goodness. First, sects of religions generally teach that one cannot possess goodness without their faith. Next, religions say, "Well, okay, but their good works aren't worth anything because they don't have faith."
(Well, what good could faith possibly be without works? It seems a bit like covering one's own hide but nothing more.)
Without a religion to tell me that it is okay to screw up, I have a perfectionism that borders on obsessive-compulsive. I must do the right thing, do the right thing, DO the right thing!
And, it seems like I do indeed have some fixed, internal barometer that makes me assess "If I were in this situation, what would make it better?" "What is the best way to fill this need?" "How can I make this horrible situation turn out as well as possible?"
So, how do the rest of us define goodness?
For that matter, how do we recognize badness?
I've had to save the life of a liar and thief, but I was unable to bring enough force of goodness on her to get rid of the lying and thieving. I'm not talking minor manipulation here; I'm talking about rob you blind to get high, tell others that you will cover her debts, and had to lie cheat and steal to survive because her parents were just the same.
Now, her brother, who is just another pea in the pod, has got a girl pregnant who refuses to take care of herself. She has been anorexic during the pregnancy and refuses prenatal vitamins.
Would it be bad of me to use manipulation and force to cause her to sign adoption papers, or should I let this generational cycle continue, let him suffer neglect if not outright abuse? This is the kind of debate that religion was meant to answer, so it bears discussion by atheists as well.
What could be worse than stealing a woman's beloved child? Is it worse to know the child's fate and do nothing?
It's real simple to just think Protective Services can do this, but can they ever? Foster parents are seldom able to understand that real mommy f***ed up that kid before it was born.
Would foster parents be able to handle a child who has bad-action prone genes plus poor neonatal nutrition? Would anyone tell those foster parents about the anorexia and the vitamins?
Could foster parents ever be prepared for the demon that they have likely brought into their home, provided that the kid was left with mommy and daddy those first three years of most important character development?
I talked to a foster parent about adoption earlier, and, with a tear in his eye, he said, "Please, don't do it." His stable, kind wife took to drinking heavily from the sheer stress.
My final decision: I hate it, but the cycle will continue. I have no children of my own because my mental illness can affect my ability to cope with "bad noises." The demon spawn would use it against me. I cannot fix every woe in the world; I know my limitations.
(Well, what good could faith possibly be without works? It seems a bit like covering one's own hide but nothing more.)
Without a religion to tell me that it is okay to screw up, I have a perfectionism that borders on obsessive-compulsive. I must do the right thing, do the right thing, DO the right thing!
And, it seems like I do indeed have some fixed, internal barometer that makes me assess "If I were in this situation, what would make it better?" "What is the best way to fill this need?" "How can I make this horrible situation turn out as well as possible?"
So, how do the rest of us define goodness?
For that matter, how do we recognize badness?
I've had to save the life of a liar and thief, but I was unable to bring enough force of goodness on her to get rid of the lying and thieving. I'm not talking minor manipulation here; I'm talking about rob you blind to get high, tell others that you will cover her debts, and had to lie cheat and steal to survive because her parents were just the same.
Now, her brother, who is just another pea in the pod, has got a girl pregnant who refuses to take care of herself. She has been anorexic during the pregnancy and refuses prenatal vitamins.
Would it be bad of me to use manipulation and force to cause her to sign adoption papers, or should I let this generational cycle continue, let him suffer neglect if not outright abuse? This is the kind of debate that religion was meant to answer, so it bears discussion by atheists as well.
What could be worse than stealing a woman's beloved child? Is it worse to know the child's fate and do nothing?
It's real simple to just think Protective Services can do this, but can they ever? Foster parents are seldom able to understand that real mommy f***ed up that kid before it was born.
Would foster parents be able to handle a child who has bad-action prone genes plus poor neonatal nutrition? Would anyone tell those foster parents about the anorexia and the vitamins?
Could foster parents ever be prepared for the demon that they have likely brought into their home, provided that the kid was left with mommy and daddy those first three years of most important character development?
I talked to a foster parent about adoption earlier, and, with a tear in his eye, he said, "Please, don't do it." His stable, kind wife took to drinking heavily from the sheer stress.
My final decision: I hate it, but the cycle will continue. I have no children of my own because my mental illness can affect my ability to cope with "bad noises." The demon spawn would use it against me. I cannot fix every woe in the world; I know my limitations.