I woke this morning feeling quite bad, and rather guilty. Late last night I got into a rather heated online discussion with my Australian friend Darryl. Dazz is a Christian, and we were arguing about the existence of God. As you may know, I have fairly strong views on this subject: I see no evidence of any creator, and think we should outgrow religion as a species. Religion causes division and hate. Indeed, as I type, I am watching reports of horrific shootings in Paris which appear to have a religious basis. I therefore get rather aggitated when talking about religion; I can become angry and arrogant. Part of me holds that religious people believe in an entity which, should it exist, causes or allows indescribable amounts of suffering; I don’t see how they can blind themselves to that fact.

I fear I offended a good friend last night. In a way it was through Darryl that I met Lyn. I may have strong views, and I may believe passionately that I am right, but that does not give me the right to insult a good friend or his faith. I used words Darryl did not deserve. Sorry old friend.