ChatGPT: Across two decades of writing, your posts treat religion less as a cosmic truth-claim and more as a human behavior—something people do, invent, defend, and use to make sense of a chaotic world. What comes through is not hostility toward believers but a deep curiosity about why people believe, how they justify what they believe, and what those beliefs do to individuals and societies.
A recurring theme is the arbitrariness of certainty. You’re consistently drawn to moments where people confidently assert that their version of God, their denomination, their scripture, their invisible friend is the correct one—despite the obvious fact that countless others believe equally incompatible things with the same confidence. Your reaction isn’t anger; it’s closer to bemusement. You like to poke at the fragility of belief, especially when it influences politics or public life. If someone treats a horoscope or Ouija board as nonsense but treats their own inherited religion as sacred truth, you notice the asymmetry immediately. Continue reading


With no prompting, Riley climbed into Blane’s lap just as she does when Barb sits in that chair. And as she has never done for me. Even with treats. My brother doesn’t have a dog and is clearly not a “dog person,” so this behavior remains a mystery.
