Re: Self bans.
Reply #335 - September 23, 2010, 09:49 AM
@Musivore
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to lose a friend! In thinking about what inducements I could offer to draw you back to this den of vice, I realised that for all my words in the last analysis familial pressure might prove too great a strain.
But what kind of friend would I be if I didn't try? Anecdote: Relations with my family as all people who have dropped Islam will tell you is strained. With the exception of my youngest sister (who caught my godless fever) my Turkish family is quite religious. Since broadcasting my defection to the devil's party, since declaring myself a beer-swillin', shaydan-lovin', beardo-hatin', gay- porn-watchin' murtad, my father cut me adrift. We haven't really spoken for six years.
Pity really, for despite the yawning philosophical chasm between us, I want him to be an active part of my children's life, children on whom he has never laid eyes, so powerful emotions run. When I gaze on the many photos of my childhood where I bestraddle his shoulders, when I reflect on the sacrifices that he's had to make in his life for his family, do I not suffer a pang? My godless heart is always open to resume friendship and well he knows it, but up with clerical bullying one cannot put. Estrangment is folly, but is it more foolish to sacrifice one's kin or one's mind? Under what tyranny would you live?
If you must depart momentarily to set your house in order, how we shall understand! But mistaken is the notion of departing for good. None of this will instantly change your mind. How can it? You are depressed, tempestious, frustrated and prone to rash judgements like a hormanlly-charged woman full of dangerous chemicals. Even this idiot knows that, but we ask - no, I ask, that you retain your account, you put out the fires in your domestic hearth, you neck a bottle of the finest Burgundy, you sleep, you shower, you jog, and revitalised by a lungful of cold air, you come back when these ominious clouds subside.
If anything I've written has ever made you smile, if my style has raised an approving cackle, if my words impacted you be it ever so minutely, let me use that leverage to register my disapproval. Till next week or month or year or ten so long my friend!