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I watched a show by Richard Dawkins, (I love my atheistic squawkin's) and he observed how we've improved the more religion's been removed. Now, there's no greater fan than me of love and peace and harmony but soon these thoughts will just seem trippy like skinheads listening to a hippy, 'cause he got old and he forgot the little fact we overshot and he forgot that life grows cheap at times the clover isn't deep. Such harmony will never do with ten to feed and food for two and bigotry's more suited for survival in the resource war. The dark ages, we find, are not renowned for gentleness of thought; your attitudes may shift, perhaps; recall the war; recall the Japs, and dogma helps you stay the course. Religion's coming back in force.
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