1 season of “one day at a time” (netflix) contains 13 episodes, and has covered the following subjects:
  • feminism
  • ptsd
  • white privilege
  • sexuality (and religion)
  • religion vs atheism (vs agnosticism)
  • the struggles that come with being a single parent
  • sexism in the work place
  • what mansplaining is and why it’s insulting
  • war veterans and their struggle against the red tape
  • being proud of your heritage
  • called out the fact that che guevara was not a hero at all and took the time to explain exactly why
  • the danger of deportation that many immigrants face
  • the hardships that immigrants have went through when coming to america

i probably missed stuff but heck, this is already way more than the typical multicam sitcom that networks like to dish out to us that all use the same formula anyway so what does it even matter which one you watch? yes, this is a sitcom. and yes, it has a laugh track. but this show rises above the humdrum and teaches us about family values, real issues that many families have (i for instance don’t believe in god but my family does, how do we overcome this divide?) and shows us that it’s possible to be funny and woke at the same time, without ever sounding condescending. it will make you laugh, it will make you cry (i had real tears on my pillow) and it will make you think (i’m not cuban, so a lot of the stuff they’re talking about is things i Learn)

in its 13(!) episode first season, one day at a time definitely did not slow down. every episode felt equally important to watch, while avoiding to seem like a speech. it did not rest, and my tip is: do not sleep on it. i know many of us are exhausted from those tiresome, carbon copied, unfunny as all heck ‘me too’ sitcoms. but if there’s any sitcom that deserves your attention, it’s this one.

anonymous asked:

I'm losing the battle against atheism! All the research i've done only shows that God is the God of the Gaps! I've stopped believing in him for a couple of years but I still have this uneasiness in me. Can you help me find some good factual evidence that argues for the existence of God? like a website to summarize apologetics? I'm not really sure why I'm asking. I'm so confused....

It’s okay, friend! I’m really glad you are asking. These are big questions to consider, but they are extremely important. You need to be sure of what you believe, especially when it comes to life after death, because where you place your trust is a decision you will have to live with for eternity.

Here are a bunch of links to my most commonly used resources:

I would highly recommend watching The Atheist Delusion by Ray Comfort. It’s only an hour of your time, but it is worth it. Like I said, this is your life and eternity we are talking about. Spending one hour really isn’t too much to ask, I think, when so much is at stake. This focuses quite a bit on evolution vs. the Bible as well. Extremely interesting!

My favorite piece of evidence is just how exactly do we know the Bible is true.

This video also reiterates the reliability and authenticity of the Bible in a fantastic way (excellent for the visual learners like myself)

If you are still searching for answers (and I implore you, do not stop looking for the truth), Answers in Genesis has article upon article explaining how we can be sure, beyond any doubt, that the God of the Bible is real and loves you.

M. Thiers, at a private session of the commission on primary education of 1849, said: “I wish to make the influence of the clergy all powerful because I count upon it to propagate that good philosophy which teaches man that he is here below to suffer, and not that other philosophy which on the contrary bids man to enjoy.” M. Thiers was stating the ethics of the capitalist class, whose fierce egoism and narrow intelligence he incarnated.

The Bourgeoisie, when it was struggling against the nobility sustained by the clergy, hoisted the flag of free thought and atheism; but once triumphant, it changed its tone and manner and today it uses religion to support its economic and political supremacy. In the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries, it had joyfully taken up the pagan tradition and glorified the flesh and its passions, reproved by Christianity; in our days, gorged with goods and with pleasures, it denies the teachings of its thinkers like Rabelais and Diderot, and preaches abstinence to the wageworkers. Capitalist ethics, a pitiful parody on Christian ethics, strikes with its anathema the flesh of the laborer; its ideal is to reduce the producer to the smallest number of needs, to suppress his joys and his passions and to condemn him to play the part of a machine turning out work without respite and without thanks.

—  Paul Lafargue, from Sainte-Pélagie prison, 1883: The Right to be lazy

anonymous asked:

I was wondering what your thoughts/opinion/etc are regarding the four horsemen of atheism? (Richard Dawkins, Daniel Dennet, Sam Harris, & Christopher Hitchens)

These men are not significant for their atheism so much as their antitheism. There is a difference. Atheism is the belief (belief because such things cannot be known) that gods do not exist. Antitheism is the position of being against religion as an institution.

I am familiar with these men both from their antitheistic stance but also their writing on evolutionary biology, the theory of the mind and the nature of consciousness.

Dan Dennett and I have very different takes on what it means to be conscious and self-aware. Dawkins and I agree that it is the propagation of the gene which is behind all animal behavior including that of humankind. I enjoyed the late Christopher Hitchens’ wit and humor. Sam Harris and I are very close when it comes to the theory of the mind and awareness.

As a child, my mother had told me to kneel before the crucifix.

On my knees in the house she kept clean for her god,

I pictured purity.

I pictured purity to be soft-white and gleaming like opal,

To be whole and to be holy.

Purity would be a sharp knife with a slender ivory handle.

As she scoured the floors with bleach and scraped blood off the walls,

I imagined that purity would be colder than those marble floors;

That it would smell like welded iron and chlorine,

That it would wipe the crook of my elbow with rubbing alcohol

And draw out wickedness with a needle.

I did as I was told and read prayers to the Virgin Mary,

Again and again until I had earned forgiveness for my sins,

But purity had been nailed up in vain against Jesus’s chest;

And my mother had been braiding a rope from the pages of a Bible.

From a rafter she hung me close to the crucifix.

She made the sign of the cross, and then left.

I looked into the face of the son of God as blood pooled in my eyes,

And in the pained face of that wooden man,

Was purity.

Purity was red.

Purity had broken so easily,

And it was the sinner it had demanded that I never become.

Purity was an electrical fire in the church;

The temperature at which holy water boils.

Purity was an arrow shot into the breast of an albatross,

Or at best, a nail hammered into the palms of Jesus Christ.