Skepticon IV: Day 1
I’ve spent the last several years trying to build a good group of atheists in my small community. I’m not an activist. I just want to be able to talk to people without having to walk on eggshells all the time. I want to speak my mind and have it be okay, even if my friends disagree with what I say. I’m done with taboo subjects.
So, it’s been especially rewarding and therapeutic to spend the weekend with my friends and the hundreds of other atheists at the Skepticon conference. I find myself making obscure jokes to my friends, and strangers standing next to us will laugh and join in on the conversation. It’s great to feel like I’m part of a community, rather than some ostracized freak.
The Creation Museum was fun, even if it was just a rinky-dink hole-in-the-wall. I’m not sure dinosaur toys and a projector in the back room really qualifies as a museum. Those poor people probably didn’t know what to think. The little snippets of conversation I keep hearing at this convention are priceless. I heard the following at the museum:
Creationist: “If you just studied genetics, you’d see it was true”.
Skepticon attendee: “Actually, I am a geneticist.”
Creationist: “Well! Good for you. Congratulations.”
Holy crap, I just about died. Man, I wish I could listen in on every conversation. Lots of interesting people here.
We also were treated to a screening of the movie Give A Damn. I have to give respect to the guys in this film. As someone who typically never gives a damn, this movie made me question that.
Afterwards, my friends and I joined the convention crowd at Farmer’s Gastropub and talked late into the night.
To everyone in attendance, thanks for making me feel like a part of something. And to everyone not in attendance, wish you were here.