It’s not often that I run across an opinion or explanation from someone else which I feel summarizes my own feelings better than I have been able to do.  In fact, I often find myself in quite the opposite position - that of translator for ineloquent but earnest writers who cannot find the words to express themselves and thus thrash about through paragraph after paragraph, drowning in “you know?”s.  It was refreshing, therefore, to stumble upon this snippet of clear-eyes wonder at the universe:

Not all atheism is the same.  Much as there are many kind of infinities, there are many kinds of disbelief.  I, for example, am like many science/math guys who are diversely read who wind up functionally a flavor of pantheist.  Elegance is everything.  Even so, I don’t precisely disbelieve in God so much as I disbelieve in the relevance of God.  Universe is really big, in a way that the vast majority of people who don’t study science and math at a high level fundamentally do not appreciate.  There is more than enough space around for God (and I am specifically not talking about space/time sor of space).  Thing is, I would no more be able to tell God from Cthulhu than a termite out in the shed be able to tell my aunt from my uncle from a star in the sky.  There.is.just.no.point. in believing in God, and I’m better off muching that deliciously yeasty bit of rotten shed-wood.

Lovely.  Thank you, shah8, I’m glad I read the comments.

Oh, you want to know about the title?  Well, I guess you’ll just have to go read the blog post at Pandagon.net