This week we anoint our first reader-nominated Person Who Goes To Twelve. He has made a career out of skewering his own profession, poking at the gullibility of his fans, celebrating actual rational thought, satirizing cheesiness and proudly embracing a life without God, all from the Mecca of American Tacky Cheesiness, Gullibilty, Blind Faith and Irrationality: Las Vegas, NV.
Out nominating correspondent points to our honoree’s contribution to NPR’s ‘This I Believe’, where, in defending his own belief ‘that there is no god’ we also find a liberation of faith from the clutches of the neediness and desire for self-justification.
“I'm saying, ‘This I believe: I believe there is no God.’
Having taken that step, it informs every moment of my life. I'm not greedy. I have love, blue skies, rainbows and Hallmark cards, and that has to be enough. It has to be enough, but it's everything in the world and everything in the world is plenty for me. It seems just rude to beg the invisible for more. Just the love of my family that raised me and the family I'm raising now is enough that I don't need heaven. I won the huge genetic lottery and I get joy every day.”
Agree with that or not, somebody who pays his rent with proceeds extracted from the vacation accounts of the Great American Heartland should know better than to honestly stand against the very values that group holds dear. Doing so, Penn Jillette, is Going To Twelve.
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