
-PETE FOSTER
Reading an article the other day on google news concerning this fellow’s ongoing court battle in British Columbia because he claims the legal right to wear his tricorne hat on his driver’s licence photograph.
Quoting that some minorities are allowed to wear religious headgear and him being the self-proclaimed leader of the church of the Flying Spaghetti monster, he should be allowed to do the same.
Now just the mere fact that this preposterous claim has entered the legal system is somewhat preposterous in itself, but there are some underlying currents of fact that present themselves here albeit in a somewhat whimsical manner.
But then I put some sober thought to it all and arrived at some comical but disturbing revelations because there are many similarities between established religions and the Spaghetti Monster.
The Pastafarians, as they prefer to be called, worship an invisible, omnipotent deity that may or may not exist. In this case, a large multi armed monster made of pasta that flies. Details on just how it manages to defy gravity however are sketchy at best.
Does this sound familiar? Because almost all established religions worship an invisible omnipotent deity, of one form or another.
Pastafarians preach the gospel of having fun, drinking beer and eating lots of pasta. No one in the brief history of Pastafarianism has ever been murdered for being a nonbeliever nor been arrested or imprisoned for blasphemy. I am sure some, however, have been mildly insulted by practitioners wearing colanders on their heads.
There are no initiations in the church. All you are required to do is spread the word. And the word is, have some fun with it, respect each other’s opinions and yourself, eat lots of pasta, and wear funny hats.
Why would you not want to join a church or a religion that practices such tenets? Sounds to me like we could use more churches of the flying spaghetti monster in this world, not less. All this time, I thought my colander was only good for blocking gamma rays. Who knew!
Come to think of it, I guess I am already a member of the faithful, having already fulfilled my entrance requirements by spreading the word.