As and atheist and classic intellectual humbled by the awareness of humanities utter insignificance in this universe I don’t lightly consider myself a superhero, but living amongst religious sheep and other assorted mental adolescents I can’t help feeling euphoric for evolution blessing me with an intellect that make me rise above the common rabble like only a superhero could.

I have taken to wearing a cape since I am sick and tired of being oppressed by the tyranny of intellectual mediocrity. This is the time to be seen. The time to be heard. We know that God is dead. This is the time to bury him. Rise up, my godless brother’s and sister’s, and let us shake the church to it’s very core.