My religion is Libertatism, named after the pirate colony of Libertatia. God is very important to me, but my idea of God is very different from that of most. I see no reason to believe that God is some sort of irrational, dictatorial patriarch who sits upon a throne and wants all people to follow only "His" narrow-minded path. Indeed, I see no reason to believe that God needs to be, or would be, narrow-minded in the first place, and life obviously isn't supposed to be some sort of competition to see who can conform the most. Why would a rational God care if I eat pork, or if I eat meat on Fridays? Why would a rational God care if I am attracted to other women or if I have consensual sex? Moreover, as long as I do no harm to others, why would a rational God even care if I believe in Her? Assuming God exists and is rational, She wants us to be free—free to do whatever we want, be whomever we want, so long as we do not violate the equal rights of others. How we treat one another is what a caring, rational God would focus on.
There is nothing I hate more than war. It is not hyperbole to say that war is murder. In fact, it's an understatement.
He who joyfully marches to music rank and file, has already earned my contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would surely suffice. This disgrace to civilization should be done away with at once. Heroism at command, how violently I hate all this, how despicable and ignoble war is; I would rather be torn to shreds than be a part of so base an action. It is my conviction that killing under the cloak of war is nothing but an act of murder.—Albert Einstein
I also don't pay taxes, if I can avoid them. Just as war is murder, taxation is theft.
The fact is that the government, like a highwayman, says to a man: “Your money, or your life.” And many, if not most, taxes are paid under the compulsion of that threat. The government does not, indeed, waylay a man in a lonely place, spring upon him from the roadside, and, holding a pistol to his head, proceed to rifle his pockets. But the robbery is none the less a robbery on that account; and it is far more dastardly and shameful. The highwayman takes solely upon himself the responsibility, danger, and crime of his own act. He does not pretend that he has any rightful claim to your money, or that he intends to use it for your own benefit. He does not pretend to be anything but a robber. He has not acquired impudence enough to profess to be merely a “protector,” and that he takes men’s money against their will, merely to enable him to “protect” those infatuated travellers, who feel perfectly able to protect themselves, or do not appreciate his peculiar system of protection. He is too sensible a man to make such professions as these. Furthermore, having taken your money, he leaves you, as you wish him to do. He does not persist in following you on the road, against your will; assuming to be your rightful “sovereign,” on account of the “protection” he affords you. He does not keep “protecting” you, by commanding you to bow down and serve him; by requiring you to do this, and forbidding you to do that; by robbing you of more money as often as he finds it for his interest or pleasure to do so; and by branding you as a rebel, a traitor, and an enemy to your country, and shooting you down without mercy, if you dispute his authority, or resist his demands. He is too much of a gentleman to be guilty of such impostures, and insults, and villainies as these. In short, he does not, in addition to robbing you, attempt to make you either his dupe or his slave. The proceedings of those robbers and murderers, who call themselves “the government,” are directly the opposite of these of the single highwayman.—Lysander Spooner
I like cats.