Thursday Inspiration — I Believe

For this week’s Thursday Inspiration prompt from Jim Adams, I’m taking a shortcut. His prompt is the word “believe” and to use the photo above and to write a post around that word. Well, I discussed the notion of believe in a post I published on October 25, 2018, and feel that it fits this prompt, so here it is.

I’m a Believer

If you’re reading this because you think this post is about the 1967 song “I’m a Believer” by the Monkees, it’s not. Not even close.


What this post is about is that I was talking to a friend of mine this past weekend. He’s a fairly religious person and he knows that I’m an atheist. He told me that he didn’t understand how anyone could be a “non-believer.” Apparently he believes, like many people, that being an atheist means that you’re a “non-believer.”

Do you tend to call those who don’t believe in God “non-believers”? Well, if you do, your definition of “believer” is way too narrow. You’re thinking that the word “believer” applies only to a belief system, a religious belief system. A belief in a supreme being, a greater intelligence, a supernatural deity. And for most Americans, that means believing in God, Yahweh, Allah, or whatever you call your deity.

As an atheist, I believe that God does not exist. I believe that Christians, Jews, and Muslims made up God in the same way that Greeks and Romans, for example, made up Zeus and Jupiter and all the other gods they believed in.

But just because I don’t believe that God exists doesn’t make me a non-believer. Because that would imply that I don’t believe in anything. I believe in a lot of things.

I believe that we didn’t exist before we were born and that we will cease to exist in any form after we die.

I believe that our universe is almost 14 billion years old and that the planet we live on is 4.5 billion years old. I believe in evolution. And I believe that we are working pretty damn hard to destroy our planet’s ability to sustain human life.

I believe in a woman’s rights to choose. I believe in free speech, in freedom of (or from) religion, in equal rights for gays, and in gun control. I also believe in the separation of church and state.

But wait, there’s more that I believe. I believe that humans are fallible and that we all make mistakes. Some more than others. I believe that most people are good, decent, and moral, regardless of their religious beliefs — or lack thereof. And I believe in my country. Just not in “God and country.”

Yeah, I know. You’re thinking that these beliefs make me a liberal, which is the next worst label a person can have after atheist, right?

You’re also thinking that these are not beliefs. These are philosophies. These are ideologies. And you’re thinking that I’m expressing political opinions, not, you know, beliefs.

Sorry, I don’t believe that. Yes, these are philosophical beliefs. They are ideological and even political beliefs. But they are, nevertheless, beliefs. Other than from a very narrow religious perspective, just because I don’t believe in God, doesn’t make me a non-believer. I have a whole host of beliefs. Because I am a human being and I am alive.

There is not one of us — unless you’re dead — who doesn’t believe in something.

And now, for those of you who took the time to read my 520-word post, here’s a reward for your effort.

Fibbing Friday — Body Parts

Frank (aka PCGuy) and Di (aka Pensitivity101) alternate as hosts for Fibbing Friday, a silly little exercise where we are to write a post with our answers to the ten questions below. But as the title suggests, truth is not an option. The idea is to fib a little, a lot, tell whoppers, be inventive, silly, or even outrageous, in our responses. Today is Frank’s turn and he has listed 10 body parts and wants to know what they aren’t.

  1. appendix – It’s a place where you keep all of your important papers.
  2. bladder – It’s a broken ladder that you still keep in your garage despite it’s being unsafe to use.
  3. duodenum – It’s the name used to describe a singing or acting two-person group that broke up and where each went his or her own way, like Simon & Garfunkel or Dean Martin & Jerry Lewis.
  4. varicose – It’s method that retail stores use to raise prices just before advertising major sales by dropping prices to make buyers thing they’re getting a good deal.
  5. vein – It’s the British spelling of “vain,” like the way the British spell the color “gray” as “grey.” It’s all very confusing to us in America.
  6. artery – It’s a major thoroughfare.
  7. influenza – It’s what happens when you leave your house windows open during a bad storm and all kinds of debris from outside, driven by heavy winds, flies in through those open windows into your previously neat and tidy home.
  8. pneumonia It’s a urinary tract infection that causes excruciating pain when you pee.
  9. phalanges – It’s the name of an ancient tribe of nomads who wandered around the deserts of North Africa back in the day. They were often referred to as the “wandering Phalanges.”
  10. humerus – It’s a word used to describe something that is mildly funny, as in, “I thought the last comic at open mic night was humerus, but not as funny as I was expecting based upon word-of-mouth.” Also, it can be used to describe my definitions for the words listed in this post.

Fandango’s Flashback Friday — March 25th

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of your earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.

How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.

If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 25th) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.

This was originally posted on March 25, 2018.

But My Special Friends Call Me….


Ted took a large swallow from his drink and put the empty glass down onto the bar. “Okay, I’m ready.”

“Don’t worry, buddy, I’m your wingman. I got your back,” Randy said. The two of them walked over to where a very attractive older woman sat by herself at the bar nursing her cocktail.

Once next to the woman, Randy said to Ted in a stage whisper, “But you gotta give the guy a chance. He’s our president and he deserves our support and respect.”

“Respect is something you earn and he’s done nothing to earn my respect, much less my support,” Ted responded.

The woman looked over at the two men. “I’m sorry but I couldn’t help hearing your conversation.” Looking directly at Ted, she said, “You’re absolutely right. The man is a sleazy bastard and he doesn’t deserve anyone’s respect or support.”

Randy poked Ted in the back. Ted took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and said, “You got that right.” Then he put out his hand and said, “I’m Ted. Ted Andrews. And you are?”

The woman took Ted’s outreached hand in both of hers and squeezed it hard. “Nice to meet you Ted Andrews,” she said. And then, flashing a broad, somewhat wicked smile, she said, “I’m Stephanie. Stephanie Clifford. But my special friends call me Stormy.”

Written for today’s one-word prompt, “swallow.”

For those who don’t know who Stephanie Clifford is, she is known professionally as Stormy Daniels, an American pornographic film actress and director, and former stripper. Trump and his surrogates paid $130,000 in hush money to silence Daniels about an affair she had with Trump in 2006, while Trump’s wife was four months pregnant with his youngest son.

FOWC with Fandango — Conciliatory


It’s March 25, 2022. Welcome to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).

Today’s word is “conciliatory.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Please check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. Show them some love.