About Me

I grew up in the Jesus-infested South, in a hyper-Christian family. I am, in fact, the son, grandson, nephew and cousin of Methodist ministers.

And since these were my only models, I almost fell into joining them. But through an admittedly late coming of age in college and then seminary (1 year only), I came to accept and embrace the fact that I was gay. My personal and community experience as a gay man meshed so poorly with the church’s description of and policies regarding gay people that coming out became the catalyst for full-scale grilling of Christianity and eventually all religion. Through what I believe was an objective look, I recognized that no religious faith aligns with any recognizable version of reality. Instead, faith is anchored to a fear-soothing fantasy, the ultimate in magical and wishful thinking. At its best, faith represents a security blanket, but at its worst, it serves as a tool of subjugation. Frankly, I am in favor of giving up the security blanket, and I am adamantly opposed to the oppressive elements of religious faith.

Here I post occasional musings on living as a Christian-turned-atheist, a Southerner-turned-rural New Englander, and a widowed-and-dating gay man. Earlier blogs that I’ve written for Yahoo! and Multiply (under the guise of “NH Baritone”) may re-appear, but most of this material will be new, and I hope, relevant.

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