“[Children] are so useable in Christianity.”
— Becky Fisher, Jesus Camp

What a bitch! You know, I had watched Jesus Camp before, but I cannot remember being so appalled (appalled I say!) by these evangelics. Believe me, I am this time. Perhaps I missed all the ridiculous claims they made the first time ’round, but this time I didn’t.

According to evangelic-home-schooling-stupid-mom, “science hasn’t proven anything”! Not to mention that the theory of evolution is discredited based on the empiric fact that “dad said exactly the same thing”. Wow, so your dad must be, like, really smart and all-knowing — just like, oh I don’t know, God? … Oh, what, he isn’t? Then shut up!

And did anyone question little mullet-dude Levi when he said that he “got saved at the age of five”? First of all, a mullet? Ring, ring, the 80s called; it wants it ridiculous hairstyle back! Secondly, why was there any need for him to be saved in the first place? He was five years old, how bad could his sins have been (original sin aside)? Eating too much sugar? Throwing a tantrum during mass? Come on! Thirdly, he himself “found God” and “wanted more out of life” when he was in kindergarten apparently. How many kindergartners do you know who keep themselves occupied with religion instead of SpongeBob?

I know that Jesus Camp was released in 2006, but it didn’t have a major impact on me back then. This time though, it made me into a radical atheist again. Yes, again. In the last week I had sort-of made peace with the fact that religion is still a big part of society and that combating it with the same ferocity was not the way to go. If they believe in something unreal, let them — I thought. But Jesus Camp (and some other unrelated occurrences) slapped me in the face and told me to let all those pansy feelings go. Religion is not benign, and never will be.

Whoops!

Sorry for the totally random and incredibly fragmented rant. I just had to let it out. Still can’t believe half of what was shown.