Belief, by Will Stanton

So many people, far too many people, are convinced that belief is truth; belief is the same thing as fact. Nothing could be further from the truth. For centuries, most people believed that the earth was flat; the sun circled the earth. I am saddened by the fact that many people’s hard-held beliefs defy fact and reality, and too often with dire consequences.

To the horrific discredit of humankind, many Nazis believed that all Jews should be eliminated. Pastor Anderson in Tempe, Arizona, believes that all homosexuals should be executed, supposedly because the Bible says so. Some beliefs can be shocking and deadly.

Very often, people thoughtlessly quote the hackneyed expression, “Everyone is entitled to their own beliefs.” In addition to that quotation being bad grammar, I logically disagree with the statement. If a belief is false and can cause harm to others, I feel then that one is not entitled to harbor that belief.

Yet, we daily hear evidence that so many people hold false beliefs; and, in doing so, they cause among the populace suspicion, fear, distrust, disdain, hate. For example, “President Obama is not American; his birth certificate is forged; he hates America; all the generals and admirals are quitting because they are refusing Obama’s orders to bomb our own cities.” I view such beliefs as nothing less than insanity. For the life of me, I can not understand the depth and pervasiveness of such insanity. Yet, exist is does, and in abundance.

The idea of belief in religion also raises questions in my own mind, albeit anyone questioning religion at all is an anathema to many people. I have heard Christians say that the world is a better place with religion and point to, what they refer to as, “good works” as an immediate benefit of religion, let alone supposedly having an “afterlife.” A rational person, of course, will point out that good works can be performed without the adjunct of religion, regardless of the fact that many people, such a Bill O’Reilly, claim that such humanitarian works “do not count” unless the good Samaritan is a “person of faith.” Far worse, we all are aware that, throughout history, some religious beliefs have resulted in millions of deaths from war, Inquisitions, and terror.

My whole life, I have pondered the human mind. On one hand, I am amazed by the great, creative works some notable people have contributed to the world. Yet at the same time, I remain puzzled and saddened by the pervasiveness of distorted thinking and beliefs that are so common among the populace. Without being too technical, I am aware that researches have found that some people’s brains are more prone to clutching onto beliefs for a sense of certainty and safety, rather than rationally exploring all the facts available to them. Then of course, much depends upon what one has learned and how it was learned. I frequently have witnessed religiosity-minded people becoming defensive and hostile when confronted with facts that call into question their hard-held beliefs.

All of us, to one degree or another, have beliefs that we wish to maintain. I, for one, believe that the world would be a far better place if every person cherished life, always treated each other with empathy and respect, learned to love each other. Yet, I actually have been confronted with people who have stated to me that they do not share such beliefs.

I also believe in the benefit of moral behavior. For example, I believe that American politics would be far more constructive and tolerable if all concerned acted in a moral fashion without misrepresentation, lying, denigration, character-assassination, and even theft of elections or actual assassination. Yet, I have had conversations with several religiosity-minded people who literally do not comprehend the concept that I am proposing. They believe that only winning is important and that whatever machinations are required to do so are perfectly OK. My belief in morality is not shared by them.

On a lighter note, I can think of a belief that I have held that turned out to be true even without my initially having all the facts. For some time, I held a belief, based upon experience and some research, that not all music is of equal quality, that some music is healthful and, what I call, “pro-human,” whereas some aural experiences, called “music,” are toxic to humans and animals. Some people, aware of my belief, dismissed it with disdain, claiming that my belief had no factual basis. They claimed that all music is of equal quality and that what one listens to simply is a matter of taste and preference. Then to my surprise and, I admit, my satisfaction, recent scientific research with both humans and animals has supported my early belief, and definitively so.

So, sometimes beliefs can be accurate, even without all the supporting evidence that we would prefer to have. I should hasten to say, however, this may be true, but within reason. I still feel that I reasonably can dismiss the belief that President Obama ordered our generals to bomb our cities. So, when we talk about believing something, we really should be rational and accurately know what we are talking about. Do I believe that all humans eventually will think and behave in this manner? Not really. But as for myself, I make an effort.

© 7 January 2016

About the Author

I have had a life-long fascination with people and their life stories. I also realize that, although my own life has not brought me particular fame or fortune, I too have had some noteworthy experiences and, at times, unusual ones. Since I joined this Story Time group, I have derived pleasure and satisfaction participating in the group. I do put some thought and effort into my stories, and I hope that you find them interesting.

Believing, by Gillian

‘I believe in one god, the Father Almighty, Maker of Heaven and Earth, and of all things visible and invisible.’

So begins the Nicene Creed which I learned in Sunday School and for a while repeated most Sundays of the year. But sometime in my ninth year I had a kind of epiphany, accepting that I didn’t believe a word of anything that went along with organized religion. I continued to accompany my mother to church, just being supportive, but determinedly kept my mouth shut when we proclaimed our religious beliefs of which I had, and still have, absolutely none.

So I never say ‘I believe …. ‘ using the words to denote, as Voltaire puts it, believing when it is beyond the power of reason to believe. That kind of belief is, to me, as cast in stone as sexual orientation. I cannot make myself believe something I don’t believe any more than I can make myself be straight. I can pretend, as so many of us did once upon a time when we played it straight, I can say the Creed along with the best of them, but I cannot make myself believe.

I do use those words, as many people use them, to mean that I have seen or heard enough evidence to believe that, based on sound reasoning, something is true. This, according to many definitions, puts me firmly in the skeptics’ box – relying on the rational and empirical: valuing thinking and seeing rather than making that blind leap of faith to belief.

In my own, albeit skeptical, way, I believe many many things.

For example: I believe that history will judge Obama well, for his sincerity and constant struggle to do what he truly believes to be the right thing. (Though he might do well to follow Churchill’s plan; he said he knew history would be kind to him because he intended to write it.) And, speaking of Sir Winston, I believe that had I ever met him I would probably have disliked him. If he were running for office in November I doubt I would vote for him. Nevertheless, I believe most sincerely that I am forever in his debt. Without his inimicable stand against the Nazis, I believe that my life would have been very very different; quite possibly a lot shorter. Similarly, I believe I would not be casting my vote for Teddy Roosevelt with his bluster and his gunboats, but I also owe him a huge debt of gratitude. Without his foresight in initiating the National Park system, I would never be able to appreciate the magnificence of nature that was once this country. It would all be unrecognizable, long ago torn away by mining and drilling, or covered in concrete jungles of shopping malls and mansions. And these realizations make me believe, in turn, that few people – yes, even politicians – are an influence solely for good or evil, though there are some notable exceptions. Life is endlessly complex, as are the people and issues we encounter in it.

My most vehemently held belief, right now, is in the reality of global climate change. As I see it, everything else pales by comparison. What does it really matter that we finally have gay marriage, or that Syria is a failed state, or that, in spite of the efforts Obama is promising to make, we are so far from getting fire arms under any kind of meaningful control in this country? If we continue not only to ignore but actively to deny that climate change is now in our faces, what does anything else matter? It will change the lives of every single person on this earth. How anyone cannot see it is a total mystery to me. 2015 was example enough for anyone. It was the hottest year on record over the entire world in 135 years of modern record-keeping. Global sea-

level surged to new heights. Glaciers retreated for the thirty-first year in a row. Record greenhouse gases fill our atmosphere. And if global statistics don’t impress you, aren’t we watching it all happening almost every day on our televisions? Tornado alley now stretches from the Gulf to Canada, and every year it is harder to define ‘tornado season’ or ‘hurricane season’ – we simply have to expect anything anywhere anytime. There were more tornado-related deaths in this country during December of 2015 than in any previous December on record. Merry Xmas, all you deniers!

Almost more maddening, to me, than such idiots as those who toss snowballs about as proof against global warming, are those who acknowledge its existence but insist that it is a completely natural climate swing, such as there have always been, and therefor of no consequence. What?? During the last ice age, which I think we can all agree was not human-induced, the area that is now New York lay under a sheet of ice a mile thick. Should mankind be around for the next ice age, which I personally doubt, will we all shrug our shoulders as the wall of ice approaches and ignore it simply because it’s a purely natural phenomenon? Surely we need to decide how we are going to survive global climate change rather than indulge in endless wrangles over the cause.

So does this mean that I believe climate change will cause the human race to be just one more species that goes extinct? There would be some justice in that, as we are, ourselves, causing the extinction of so many. But I cannot claim to believe that, per se, because there are simply not enough facts available. I think there’s certainly some chance of an extinction in our relatively near future, but possibly not. We have survived many disasters: plagues and pestilence, wars and famines, earthquakes and volcanoes. But seeing that an estimated 99% of all species which ever existed are now extinct, I certainly believe that we will not go on forever.

One day we will be gone, our Little Blue Dot will heal itself from all our depredations, and humankind will leave no more than a hiccup in the geologic history of Planet Earth.

That, I, proud skeptic, do believe.

© January 2016

About the Author

I was born and raised in England. After graduation from college there, I moved to the U.S. and, having discovered Colorado, never left. I have lived in the Denver-Boulder area since 1965, working for 30 years at IBM. I married, raised four stepchildren, then got divorced after finally, in my forties, accepting myself as a lesbian. I have been with my wonderful partner Betsy for thirty years. We have been married since 2013.

Save Me from the Believers, by Nicholas

I do not believe in believing. I don’t know what I believe in and I don’t care what you believe in. I do believe, however, that believing leads to an addling of the brain. We are not supposed to believe. We are supposed to learn, as in, look at evidence and make conclusions. I prefer to be reality based. Belief can be and is usually manufactured from thin air. And like thin air, belief is prone to flimsy shifts in the wind.

Belief is, to me, but one step away from superstition and prejudice, two of its most common components. Belief motivates people—usually to do something awful. People of Salem, Massachusetts believed in witches and a dozen women died for it. The newest attack on LGBT rights is that our freedom violates somebody’s religious beliefs which they believe should be forced on everybody else.

We’ve all heard it on the nightly news. You get a one-minute story on some horrific event like a man is suspected of abusing his children and right away, the TV anchors want to know what you believe. Let us know what you think, they say. Is he guilty?

My belief however flimsily arrived at or sincerely held is irrelevant and not really even worth considering. If I am ever to judge this man, I will be on a jury that has been presented with the full facts of the case for our consideration. Otherwise, I am not really entitled to an opinion and any opinion I give is worthless. I can believe all I want, but, so what?

Believing is manipulated and it is so very manipulable. Belief easily descends into hysteria. Muslims in New York want to open a religious center near the World Trade Center site and suddenly we are talking about the global radical Islamist conspiracy to desecrate sacred sites in the homeland. I didn’t know we had sacred sites and if we do, isn’t it WalMart.

© 11 January 2016

About the Author

Nicholas grew up in Cleveland, then grew up in San Francisco, and is now growing up in Denver. He retired from work with non-profits in 2009 and now bicycles, gardens, cooks, does yoga, writes stories, and loves to go out for coffee.