Atheists & Agnostics

I spent my initial years in 1950s Glasgow, brought up as a Catholic. Many of the people we knew (including some of my friends) were Protestant. Generally, that didn't cause any problems. (Aside: they used to have the Orange Walks, complete with sashes (collarettes) and flutes/fifes, which used to annoy some people. And there was the Celtic/Rangers rivalry. But apart from that, there no real problems).

But the Protestants were wrong!!! Their Bible wasn't exactly the same as ours. We had a couple of bits that they didn't have. So, they were wrong. Of course, they argued that WE were wrong to include those bits.

And as I got older, I realised there were sects in both camps that argued that other sects within their own religion were wrong.

All this got me thinking about who, if any, was right. Then I started to doubt the whole story. So, by the age of 13, I'd turned into one of those dreadful people who don't believe in any god.