Imagine if I screamed my lungs bloody all day and all night, for years on end, about the Devil and how he’s the greatest threat to humanity. And then, let’s say a well-tempered Satanist tried to counter my caterwauling by saying, “Relax, fella — the Devil’s not that bad.”
If I replied, “The Devil doesn’t exist, you retard,” would I sound crazy? (more…)