Religion in all forms puzzles me, because I can't see why people are who are apparently supposed to be grown adults still haven't relinquished the concept of having an imaginary best friend. Or can't deal with the idea that sometimes shit just happens, there doesn't have to be a master plan. Or that you need to wear a specific type of underwear and avoid bacon to gain the approval of your illusory deity, who nevertheless thinks it's OK to blow other people up.
That said, if you have to believe in a religion to provide justification for your own actions and experiences because our victim culture-of-blame society has conditioned you completely to the mistaken belief that it's always someone else's fault, then you might as well pick one where you don't need to worry about it too much, right?
There's no virgins at the end either way, but at least you get bacon in the meantime.
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