Burns Supper tonight. I’m piping a little bit, although I don’t really want to anymore. I don’t want to do anything, I’m just so fucking exhausted all the time. Feeling okay this morning but it was a Hell of a week.
But it should be a good night, and we’re sleeping over on Suomenlinna island like we did last year, so that’s cool.
Wump has expressed dissatisfaction with one of her teachers at school – her religion teacher. She likes the stories they learn about in class, but she doesn’t like the way he talks about other religions and general non-Orthodox teachings as “being wrong”. She doesn’t like being told that her friends are learning “the wrong religion”.
I feel uniquely unsuited to offering any sort of advice to her about any of this. We didn’t have any alternate religions taught in school when I went to school, and the religion we were taught was so pointlessly wishy-washy that it really was a waste of time. But for my part, I had to agree with her that the stories carried by organised religion really are cool. They’re some of the oldest stories we have, and they tell us a lot about the sorts of creatures we are.
But anyone in that context tries to tell you what’s right and wrong, or what’s true and what’s not, you want to take out the bag of salt and start shovelling. Because yes, it’s sort of part of the job description of a religious authority to peddle their version as right and the other versions as wrong … but that doesn’t mean you need to pay any attention to it. Especially if it makes you unhappy.
I know a lot of theists, atheists and antitheists who would want to weigh in on this, but at the moment my blog is a relative ghost town so maybe this doesn’t need to blow up.