I read a really good post today by David Horton on the rise of religiosity among professional athletes. Of course I’ve heard them thank their lordandsavior for the win and seen them drop to their knees in the end zone. That was always annoying, but I just felt sorry for the poor, dumb jocks and wished the camera people wouldn’t subject us to that crap.

prayfoot.jpgBut I didn’t know till I read David’s post that pro teams in the US have their own chaplains. I instantly pictured some fat cat wearing a backwards collar sitting in a big leather chair with two strippers on his lap and a pile of coke on the table in front of him…

David, a scientist and atheist, writes often about the scourge of fundamentalism around the world, particularly the rise of the Evangelicals, since he lives among them. He’s Australian, and that country is as bad as America when it comes to the godlies.

Even though I share his views on religion completely, and religion is a subject that gets me really worked up, I haven’t talked about it much here, mostly because I’m just resigned to the fact that there’s no reasoning with those people. So I’ve never written a post entirely on the subject. But there’s a first time for everything…

By the time I left the US in 2006, the ubiquitous religiosity had become truly oppressive. The number of God is my co-pilot bumper stickers was increasing at an alarming rate (bumper stickers are a surprisingly reliable indicator of trends in American values). I pondered the phenomenon over the years as it became markedly worse, wondering why it was getting so out of control (and plotting to escape to Canada before I found myself living The Handmaid’s Tale).

I developed a theory. The world is just changing too fast for people to keep up. There is too much strangeness, and they don’t have the coping skills to deal with it. So more and more of them are retreating to the panic room that is religious fundamentalism.

Belief in a higher being and purpose has always been nothing more than a coping mechanism. Primitive men invented gods back when eclipses scared the shit out of them and rainbows seemed like magic. And then there’s fear of death, of course, the primary reason God is still in business, if you ask me. Animals get scared when they can’t comprehend or control what’s going on around them and when they feel threatened. They flee and hide or they fight. Lower-brain responses. It took higher brains to create gods and religions, but religious faith is a lizard-brain response.

There are people who, upon seeing a seething anthill, will run and get some gasoline and a match. There are others who stand and marvel, who expand their comprehension of the universe, who are glad to walk away from the anthill with more questions than answers, and who will often poke it with a stick to see what happens. Which of these are you?

The antkillers don’t want questions, they just want answers. Religion gives them those, although, ironically, those answers are so ambiguous, you’d think they wouldn’t satisfy the antkillers’ needs. But they circumvent this little problem by simply interpreting the “answers” as they see fit and giving the matter no further thought. Thought, after all, stirs the anthill.

Of course, a lot of this has to do with the Internet, a seething anthill if ever there was one. That’s what’s bringing the big, scary world too close for the antkillers’ comfort.

The only solution to the problem, as I see it, lies in early childhood education. We have to teach kids to use that higher brain. We have to make sure that children are exposed to the widest possible range of philosophies and that they’re taught to think critically. This is especially crucial for the millions of little antkillers-in-training who are being brainwashed with religion at home. Childhood education is your only hope if you want to counter that effect.

What you have now is crazies firing teachers for teaching evolution, and crazies in classrooms passing out fundamentalist tracts saying evolution is linked to Nazism…

Frankly, I think it’s too bad the federal government can’t impose a humanistic curriculum on the entire country, rather than leaving something so critical in the incompetent hands of the states… That’s how it’s done in France (where a 15-year-old can define communism and socialism and capitalism because he’s been introduced to the concepts and encouraged required to dissect and compare them all in a neutral environment).

But in the case of the US, such a move would be way too risky; it’s only a matter of time till you have another pea-brained religious wackjob like Bush in the White House. Can you imagine what Sarah Palin would do if she had control of the national curriculum? I shudder. In fact, it might look a lot like the Texas curriculum, which just boggles the mind.

So where does that leave you? It’s the schools and the kids that are going to make or break you, America. So do what you can to increase public education funding, do what you can to stop the government (federal or state) from funding religious schools (often masquerading as “charter schools”), and do what you can to influence what is taught in schools. Even if you don’t have kids.

You could start by paying attention to the shenanigans of your state and local school boards. For example, did you know that the Full Curriculum Commission and Subject Matter Committees, an advisory group to the California Department of Education, holds meetings that are open to the public? That you can watch videos of San Diego school district board meetings? If that doesn’t thrill you, you could launch a ballot initiative in your state making it illegal to teach creationism (or the euphemistic “intelligent design”) in public schools. Maybe you can get some ideas from Humanism.org.uk, which is actively fighting the encroachment of religion on education.

Maybe none of this seems terribly exciting to you. I understand. And it’s probably not the kind of thing you’re thinking about two days before Christmas. But, unfortunately, the lizard-brained antkillers are driven by forces they don’t understand to take over the world. So you can’t just sit there.