“Frisbeetarianism is the belief that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck” – George Carlin
How many warnings do you need?
I’m not a firm believer in any particular celestial force, more an “any port in a karmic storm” agnostic, but it seems like good existential policy to me to foresake any overt sacrilege or intentionally poking any specific deity in the eye. I like to avoid any summary smiting. This is of course, a rather difficult proposition, as when you scan the various theologies concocted across time and culture, there do seem to be an awful lot of rules, regulations, and relatively fine parsing of sins. It’s really hard to sweat the small stuff that has a proud historical tradition behind it – drinking, gambling, coveting, and womanizing (for example), since statistically speaking, you’re probably not doing such things at a base rate…
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Kate McClelland 