Greetings Fellow Faithless

It’s a great pleasure to write a few introductory words for Going Churching (PBUI).

Some of you may have seen the VictimlessCriminal videos I post on YouTube and thus may know something about my history of religious cross-dressing. I was a Methodist lay-preacher at the age of 16 (apparently the youngest in the UK) then, through a powerful and emotional conversion, I became a raving Born-Againer while at University: preaching, speaking in tongues, healing the sick, performing miracles, casting out demons, converting the godless, reading the Bible from cover to cover and ensuring that I rammed it down the throat of everyone I met!

When I finally realized that I and all the rest of the ‘happy clappies’ were just pretending to get drunk on the Holy Spirit, I slipped off my holey thong and existed backstage right from their holy throng. As the years passed and with the kind assistance of the genuine Alcoholic Spirit and the irreverent Frank Zappa, I eventually laid aside those wonderful Christian virtue of self-hatred and even my overwhelming guilt about merely existing.

I drifted in and out of New Age stuff for a while and have now eventually ended up with my current outlook on this wonderful world: calm and rational. No god, no superstitions, no fear. Nice! In fact, more than nice - fulfilling, tranquil and full of potential.

So, potted history aside, I look forward to walking hand-in-hand with you through some of those hallowed portals through which we may pass to learn about those great mysteries. Oh! I’m not talking about the divine mysteries, oh no! I’m talking about the psychological mysteries of the human mind turned religious.

On a closing note, I thought I’d share a comment that one of my more enlightened commentators recently made on one of my videos. She says:

“Well, I for one am grateful to have Jesus Christ in my life. I’ve gone through almost a year of despair (back in 1999), and thought I had no bright future. I found out there was even deliverance from THAT! And I certainly don’t take credit for my high grades in college or the courage I found to go skydiving last October. I’d thought God had left me, and I came across so many ‘Godincidences’ that my despair finally dissipated in time. I even wrote ‘Trinity,’ one of my over 40 poems, afterwards.”

My question to you is this…

What would surprise you most: That there indeed was a god or that someone using such reasoning would be more likely than us in discovering it?

Of course, you will say, she has to be tongue in cheek, doesn’t she? I wonder. I really do.

Best wishes to you and yours,

VC

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