Blasphemy

BlaspheME... BlaspheYOU...  (Stolen without credit from a bit by Eddie Izzard take that society and British Transvestite Comedians of the early aughts!)

I love blasphemy. I really do. An irreverence for the divine is something deeply important to me as a person and honestly to society as a whole.

Yeah. I just said that. Blasphemy is good.

Some of the time anyway. The trick is to challenge and satirize the beliefs in question without insulting or belittling. That's where the hard part lies. That delicate balancing act. Not offending. I don't say we shouldn't offend because there's anything innately wrong with being offensive, I sure as hell don't think there's anything wrong with it, but because it gives people an excuse to shut down.

The best Blasphemies (and some of the worst) are jokes. Being able to laugh at something makes us less uncomfortable with it. It gives us a protective barrier through which we can begin to look at the thing. The lens of humor frees us to look at the things as they are and not as we believe them to be. By laughing we are forced to reexamine if only so that we understand what the joke is talking about.

Now this is where the bit about being offensive comes in, while the best modern Blasphemy is in the form of jokes, we want to use it to open eyes not close minds. So here some pretty healthy guidelines when you are looking to blaspheme.

Choose 1 (2 absolute maximum) of the these three things:
Blasphemy/Heresy/Profane
Scatological
Sexual

If your joke has only one, then you're likely pretty good.
Blasphemous- "Muhammed has a silly hat on his head."
Scatological- "Poop and whatnot." *giggle*
Sexual- "And they interlocked their genitals in a most amusing manner!" *everybody weeps for joy at the obvious hilarity*

Just for example.

Now why take all the time to make something that will innately offend and try to minimize the offense?

Because the most blasphemous ideas are sometimes the ones they need to hear the most.

We live in an age that is seeped in blasphemy. An a age where we survive at the whims of sorcery. We have unlocked the building blocks of the gods themselves and have begun to create new and interesting and terrible forms of life. We have seen the lights of alien stars. We can communicate in an instant across any distance around the globe, and beyond. Right now there is a beautiful mechanical creature that has begun the process of processing and understand a whole new world. A world more foreign to us then Heaven or Hell ever were.

Just under a thousand years ago these things were the realm of the foulest magics. You would have had to be in the thrall of the Dark Lord himself to even imagine that these things were possible. And this is the world we live in everyday.

Our very society is a fist raised in transcendant defiance to the God of the Inquisition.

Pushing those boundaries, moving beyond what we think the world is, that is the only means for us to move forward. For us to transcend this mortal coil in a fully tangible way.

I am a Blasphemer.
I am a Heretic.
And I am not alone.