I finished reading Infidel by Ayaan Ali Hirsi last week. Also, a couple weeks ago on the Daily Dish, there was something of a debate over the nature of belief/unbelief in god; specifically, whether or not it’s a choice. The responses ranged from both atheists and believers arguing that it is a choice, with the believers throwing in the added caveat of “god granted us free will so choosing to believe in him makes it more valuable to him”. On the other side, the believers who claimed that faith is natural and inherent in all people and atheists are in denial, and one odd atheist who claimed he had no choice about his unbelief, and that made him sad, because he deeply envied those with faith and the comfort it seemed to provide them, but he just couldn’t make himself believe.
So it got me thinking. My initial reaction to the debate was “psh, of course it’s a choice! duh!”. I mean, the level of freedom to choose might be limited by your circumstances, but there isn’t anything inherent in the human condition that mandates religious belief. But then I started reading Hirsi’s book… and my position got a little more muddied.
Reading her book, the things that stood out most to be were her rebellions. The questioning, either openly or in private, even when she still believed in majority of Islam’s teachings; running away from an arranged marriage; giving up her religion when the Enlightenment ideals she’d come to love conflicted with it far too much for her to hold both belief systems at once. And every time something like that happened, every time she refused to bend to the social pressures around her, I wondered: why? What gave her the strength, the courage, the backbone to stand up and say no? She was brought up in a deeply religious society by deeply religious parents amongst deeply religious friends. There was virtually no support for her questioning, and yet question she did.
Put it another way: there was nothing nurturing her rebellion, so was it something in her nature that made her do it?
Is there something in atheists that makes us question the dogmatic beliefs of our families, our societies? Something that believers lack? Truth be told, I’m actually kind of uncomfortable with this line of questioning. I don’t like the idea that atheism or belief is… genetic, or based on a predisposition, or something like that. And I have no evidence to support or disprove this theory (although I plan on taking a class on Psychology and Religion as soon as I can– free classes for staff at DePaul is a wonderful thing), so I’m really just kind of brainstorming here. But it’s a nagging sort of question. Why atheism rather than belief? I’ve read all these deconversion stories, and they explain the how, but not the why. Why did the arguments against belief stick? Why did the ones for belief fall flat? What is it in a person that chooses atheism over theism?
Much as I want to believe it’s a choice, something that people arrive at after careful thought and consideration… it doesn’t quite match up with my personal experience. Because while I would never have admitted it back in the day, and while it took years and years for me to admit it… I never really believed. In any of it. Raised Catholic, went to church twice a week for nearly seventeen years, and I look back and I did not believe in any of it. And I don’t know why. My mother was devout, my father is fairly religious, I went to Catholic schools my entire life, my culture and life were steeped in religion, but I didn’t believe it!
And I don’t know why. I don’t regret it, I don’t wish that I did, but I just don’t know what made me go to atheism while others embraced religion. I don’t know why. And I’d like to start hunting for some answers.