I like fighting and I think that we all sort of try to relate to the world around us in a way that makes sense to us (obviously). I say that because I relate to the world through touch and through martial arts. I've been out of the game for a few years but I've always been a fighter and I guess it's my chosen way of explaining the world around me. I'd like to tell you that I know what I mean by that, but it's a bit difficult to articulate.
I'm an atheist and I think that blind faith is the opiate of the helpless. Having said that, I don't begrudge anyone their beliefs and I believe that there is a lot about the world that I still don't know. I do however object somewhat strongly to people that are susceptible to emotional arguments because they can lead to some very dangerous errors in reasoning. I say "emotional arguments" because after many thoughtful conversations I've come to believe that people believe in God because they are afraid of death and when we become emotional it limits access to the rational parts of our brain (fight or flight). While it's usually harmless to believe a comforting lie, it is never harmless when we allow our lives to be dictated by shaky logic because religious leaders and politicians can easily co-opt such uncritical minds.
Aaaaaaaaaand that's that sermon over. And in answer to the question that some of you may be wont to ask, yes, I've read the bible many times. Cover to cover. I find it frightening and ironic how few of the devout have actually done this...
I'm pretty clever but I'm still a black guy. This may seem obvious to you (and good for you if it does) but I am strongly connected to both my white and black heritage. My mother is from Germany and I am equally proud of my hearty german core as I am of my black linguistic, poetic, and physical heritage.
I tell a mean story.
One of my very good friends said of me that I "err on the side of engagement." He was poetically stating that I have a problem with not giving up. Yes, this is is a little bit of a self-depracating boast, but I really do wish that I knew how to give up easier. I have found that I am susceptible to regrets, and that the only way to assuage these is to make sure that at the end of the day I tried everything. If something doesn't work out it had better not be because there was something more I could have done. If life is an exercise in making the choices that we'll regret the least, I always regret giving up more than trying and failing spectacularly (and I do mean this, as in failing AND making a spectacle of it).