It’s that time of year again.  The gloriously hedonistic annual jaunt through that labyrinth filled with religious land mines called XMAS.  As I get older I have noticed that I loath xmas more and more each year. I find that as soon as the turkey is all gobbled up, my mind begins an old internal struggle.  Should atheists ignore xmas or celebrate It? I know that many do generally because they always have and don’t want to change....

October is without question my absolute FAVORITE time of the year.  I have studied all manner of folklore and custom in my quest to better understand my atheism.  None fascinate me more than the true story of witches.  You will find my blog filled with posts like this. http://www.coopernundrums.com/2009/10/something-druid-this-way-comes/ Traditionally fall in general is a time of year when I post more than usual.  This is probably...

The summer of 1993 was a wonderful time for me. Having finished high school the year before this was the first real summer spent knowing I did not have to go back to school if I didn’t want to. I worked almost my entire high school career so working my job was no big deal. It would have been just another part of life had it not been for the friends I made at my job. One friend in particular made my job almost magical. I will be the first...

It’s been a while since I posted anything regarding my beliefs.  By and large I have really tried hard lately to be supportive and understanding of my fellow man’s need for intervention by a higher power.  I don’t like it when that desire crashes headlong into my day, but I try not to get mad over it anymore.  It’s a losing battle.  That’s the way you start to think when you get older and (hopefully) wiser.     Normally...

    I have never liked my name.  It’s always been a source of angst for me.  My true first name is Richard which, much to the amusement of many is often interpreted as DICK.  My wife asked me the other day how the name Dick came to be used in place of Richard, so I had to look it up.  Here is what I found.     The name Richard is very old. Old English had Richeard, from Ric (ruler) and heard (hard); French had Richart, and Old...

    It’s that time of year again.  That time of year when the Christians complain about the secular war on “their” holiday.  My kids and I have to endure the dirty looks, snide comments and general inconsiderate natures of most Christians who make the usual crude assumption that everyone in this country believes the way they do.  From a factual standpoint they don’t care or even want to know that much of what people associate...