When it comes to bull__, big-time, major league bull__,   you have to stand in awe of the all-time champion of false promises and   exaggerated claims, religion. No contest. Religion. Religion   easily has the greatest bull__ story ever told. Think about it. Religion   has actually convinced people that there's an invisible man living in the   sky who watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible   man has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do. And if   you do any of these ten things, he has a special place, full of fire and   smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live   and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever 'til   the end of time!
But He loves you. He loves you, and He needs money! He   always needs money! He's all-powerful, all-perfect, all-knowing, and all-wise,   somehow just can't handle money! Religion takes in billions of dollars,   they pay no taxes, and they always need a little more. Now, you talk about   a good bull__ story.
But I want you to know something, this is sincere, I   want you to know, when it comes to believing in God, I really tried. I   really, really tried. I tried to believe that there is a God, who created   each of us in His own image and likeness, loves us very much, and keeps   a close eye on things. I really tried to believe that, but I gotta tell   you, the longer you live, the more you look around, the more you realize,   something is messed up.
Something is wrong here. War, disease, death, destruction,   hunger, filth, poverty, torture, crime, corruption, and the Ice Capades.   Something is definitely wrong. This is not good work. If this is the best   God can do, I am not impressed. Results like these do not belong on the   résumé of a Supreme Being. This is the kind of stuff you'd   expect from an office temp with a bad attitude. And just between you and   me, in any decently-run universe, this guy would've been out on his all-powerful   ass a long time ago. And by the way, I say "this guy", because   I firmly believe, looking at these results, that if there is a God, it   has to be a man.
No woman could or would ever mess things up like this.   So, if there is a God, I think most reasonable people might agree that   he's at least incompetent, and maybe, just maybe, doesn't give a ___, which I admire in a person, and which would explain   a lot of these bad results.
So rather than be just another mindless religious robot,   mindlessly and aimlessly and blindly believing that all of this is in the   hands of some spooky incompetent father figure who doesn't give a crap,   I decided to look around for something else to worship. Something I could   really count on.
And immediately, I thought of the sun. Happened like   that. Overnight I became a sun-worshipper. Well, not overnight, you can't   see the sun at night. But first thing the next morning, I became a sun-worshipper.   Several reasons. First of all, I can see the sun, okay? Unlike some other   gods I could mention, I can actually see the sun. I'm big on that. If I   can see something, I don't know, it kind of helps the credibility along,   you know? So everyday I can see the sun, as it gives me everything I need;   heat, light, food, flowers in the park, reflections on the lake, an occasional   skin cancer, but hey. At least there are no crucifixions, and we're not   setting people on fire simply because they don't agree with us.
Sun worship is fairly simple. There's no mystery, no   miracles, no pageantry, no one asks for money, there are no songs to learn,   and we don't have a special building where we all gather once a week to   compare clothing. And the best thing about the sun, it never tells me I'm   unworthy. Doesn't tell me I'm a bad person who needs to be saved. Hasn't   said an unkind word. Treats me fine. So, I worship the sun. But, I don't   pray to the sun. Know why? I wouldn't presume on our friendship. It's not   polite.