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What is there to live for on the frontier in 1882? Huh?
Look, let me tell you something. We live in a terrible place and time. The American West is a disgusting, awful, dirty, dangerous place.
Look around you. Everything out here that’s not you, wants to kill you. Outlaws, angry drunk people,
scorned hookers, hungry animals, diseases, major and minor injuries, Indians, the weather.
You can get killed just going to the bathroom. I take my life in my hands every time I walk out to my outhouse. There’s rattlesnakes all in the grass out there. And even if I make it, you know what can kill me? Cholera. You know cholera? The latest offering in the frontier’s disease-of-the-month club.
And even if you survive all those things, you know what else can kill you? The doctor can kill you. I had a cold a couple of years ago. I went in there. You know what he said to me? He goes, “Oh, you need an ear nail.” A nail in my ear! That is modern medicine for you. “Yeah, Doc, I have a fever of 102.” “Oh, you need a donkey kickin’.”
You know our pastor has shot two people? Our pastor. Honest to God. Shot a guy in a duel and then went back and killed the guy’s teenage son because he was afraid he would kill him out of revenge.
Wait, how do you know that? Because he did a whole sermon about it! A lesson about seeing things through.
By the way, see those guys over there? The guys who work in the silver mines? See what they’re eating? Ribs doused in hot sauce. They eat hot spicy foods every meal of the day. Do you know why? Because their palates are so completely dulled from inhaling poisoned gas, 12 hours a day, down in the mines. That’s all they can taste.
You know what that kind of diet does to your guts? Constipation, cramps, dyspepsia, liver disease,
kidney disease, hemorrhoids, bowel inflammation. They literally die from their own farts.
That, my friends, is the American West. A disgusting, awful, dirty cesspool of despair.
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