The Life and Times of a Skeptical Mind

"All great religions are built on shame… You see, you have the freedom of mind to walk into a room and see a plate of biscuits, say. And you look at them and you think, ‘Well, there’s a plate of biscuits, I might have a biscuit, I might not, I might have one later. I might put it in my pocket and give it to somebody else. I don’t really mind. It’s just a bikkie.’ It’s not like that if you’re Catholic. You walk in the room, you see the plate of biscuits. There could be other things going on in the room. The room could be on fire! It could be full of naked clowns killing each other with crossbows! This doesn’t matter to you because all you see is the plate of biscuits, ‘cause you think, ‘Oh, no, I’m gonna eat them, I know I am, I’m gonna eat them all, oh, no, I know I am, I’m even walking towards them, I wasn’t even aware of that but I am now. I’ve actually started to eat the biscuits, help me, help me, oh, they’re delicious, oh, the shame, the shame. Oh, I can’t tell which is nicer, the biscuit or the shame! It’s a child’s biscuit, that’s perfect, I don’t deserve a grownup one with dark chocolate on it. Oh, they’re so nice, now they’re all gone, the shame, the shame, that’s all I’ve got left. Nothing can make me feel better now! Except cocaine."