Lexington Green

“I … ordered our Militia to meet on the Common in said Lexington to consult what to do, and concluded not to be discovered, nor meddle or make with said Regular Troops (if they should approach) unless they should insult or molest us; and, upon their sudden Approach, I immediately ordered our Militia to disperse, and not to fire:—Immediately said Troops made their appearance and rushed furiously, fired upon, and killed eight of our Party without receiving any Provocation therefor from us.” — Captain John Parker, 1775

Quite often, I feel as an atheist, like one of the minute men assembled on Lexington Green, waiting to see what the religious will do.

It always seems that the religious start first, by loudly proclaiming their “right” to force their religion onto me and, frankly, everyone else. And so I say “No!”

“Traditional marriage,” they cry, “One man and one woman!”

“Equality for all,” I respond.

“Creationism taught in schools!” they demand.

“Science in science classes, leave religion out of it,” I counter.

“Abstinence only and no abortion!” they proclaim.

“Sex education and free choice,” I rejoin.

They can’t help themselves. They march in, make demands and figure that’s the end of it.

Except there are a few of us who assemble on the Green and wait patiently for the first salvo.

The British lost the American Revolution. The religionists will lose this one, too.