Do atheists indocrinate their children into their belief system?

i think now individuality is widespread.If one does not fear God , he will not care about parents wellfare.My motrher now is her mother home.she cares after her old mothe who must have attained 74.Before her father died, she alway kissed his hand.My father before my grandmother died, he used to do her shopping and what she wanted.i kissed my father feet asking for his pleasure and prayers because if they are angry with me, ALLAH WILL ANGRY WITH ME.
 
That happens only with people who act good out of fear and not from their nature.
An ethical person doesn't have to be religious. That's something that the European civilization has found out some time ago, has Muslim?
 
i think now individuality is widespread.If one does not fear God , he will not care about parents wellfare.My motrher now is her mother home.she cares after her old mothe who must have attained 74.Before her father died, she alway kissed his hand.My father before my grandmother died, he used to do her shopping and what she wanted.i kissed my father feet asking for his pleasure and prayers because if they are angry with me, ALLAH WILL ANGRY WITH ME.

This is one of the most ridiculous things I've ever read. If one doesn't believe in/isn't afraid of an invisible anthropomorphic being, they'll abandon their elderly parents?
 
This is one of the most ridiculous things I've ever read. If one doesn't believe in/isn't afraid of an invisible anthropomorphic being, they'll abandon their elderly parents?

Speaks a lot about Muslim society, doesn't it?
 
That happens only with people who act good out of fear and not from their nature.
An ethical person doesn't have to be religious. That's something that the European civilization has found out some time ago, has Muslim?

Is that why the ethical Europeans follow structural adjustment as a trade policy and are currently engaged in enhancing liberalisation by bombing civilians and demonising Muslims?
 
Unfortunately politics has nothing or very little to do with ethics, and I'm not aware of any EU policy that has a goal to bomb civilians.

Demonising Muslims? I'm not aware of many if any Europeans believing in demons these days.
 
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If what u say it is true do not blame islam.

Now listen here my short peckered friend, it was YOU who brought up your god in the first place, see here:

My question how do u expect u childrfen to have filial devotion and to take care of u when u grow up or even pray for u if they do not have any relationship with GOD

So, if you're going to attribute a relationship with your god to taking care of elderly parents, then you too will have to accept a relationship with god evidently does not necessarily yield the same results.

I know that they are some evil who send their parents to elderly house to please their wives or after they steal them.but these people are bad.

Devising twisted and puerile rationales for their behavior does not support your argument.

And We have enjoined upon man [care] for his parents. His mother carried him, [increasing her] in weakness upon weakness, and his weaning is in two years. Be grateful to Me and to your parents; to Me is the [final] destination.” [Quran 31:14]
And your Lord has decreed that you not worship except Him, and to parents, good treatment. Whether one or both of them reach old age [while] with you, say not to them [so much as], "uff," and do not repel them but speak to them a noble word.” [Quran 17: 23]

Ancient scribbles have as little effect on me as those who abandon their parents, evidently.
 
So clearly, atheist parents have atheist children.

Every parent has atheist children, one is not born with gods, they are taught/indoctrinated to believe in them.
 
But hating irrationality (or at least, being very frustrated by it) isn't irrational.

No, being frustrated isn't irrational, but I prefer to control my mind and emotions. :)
Besides stress is bad for your health.
 
in can not forget what my parents do to me.Q, avatar and others.how much good u parents have done to u.U were babies, then children , then adult.how many years they feed u , clothes u , take u to school , doctors , .how many they satisfy u need and answer u incessant requests at the expanse of theirs.THOUIGH u take care of them , u can not return them one percent.how about u mother labour before she delivered u
 
Now listen here my short peckered friend, it was YOU who brought up your god in the first place, see here:

Short pecker? Do you mean penis? What does his penis have to do with the discussion?
 
in can not forget what my parents do to me.Q, avatar and others.how much have good u parents have done to u.U were babies, then children , then adult.how many years they feed u , clothes u , take u to school , doctors , .how many they satisfy u need and answer u incessant requests at the expanse of theirs.THOUIGH u take care of them , u can not return them one percent.how about u mother labour before she delivered u

No, but we can give the same to our children. And this has nothing to do with religion or atheism.
 
Do atheists give their children exposure to theism? Offer them the choice to believe in God? Any athiests with theist children here?
I can go you one better. I'm an atheist who had atheist parents so I can give you a 64-year perspective on the subject. My mother was raised in an atheist household even though her parents had been raised Catholic. My father was raised with some vague ceremonial Episcopal aura, such as church on Easter, but there was no belief; his father came from a Jewish family.

There was no "indoctrination" in our home. I saw the same images of Christianity that any kid would see growing up in Chicago, such as people filing into funny-looking buildings with pointy things on top on Sunday mornings. I never expressed any curiosity in this, it was just one of the many strange things that grownups do, and I already knew that there was no such thing as "standard" grownup behavior. My parents never had occasion to answer a question from me. We celebrated Christmas and Easter in the traditional Fraggle family manner, with lots of food and presents (even on Easter). We always had a pretty spiffy Christmas tree and I never wondered about the motivation behind it: just one more of those strange things grownups do. I guess somewhere along the way they had "indoctrinated" me in the Santa Claus and Easter Bunny myths about where the presents came from, or perhaps I just picked it up from other kids. In any case another kid told me the truth before I was old enough to raise my own objections to the story, and I remember thinking, "Ah, some of the things grownups do are starting to make sense. It is they who buy the presents."

Despite all of these religious motifs all over Chicago, especially in the Bohemian ghetto (we call them "Czech" now--grownups have not stopped doing strange things) where everybody except my mother's family was devoutly Catholic, and surely despite overheard conversations about religious topics, no one ever talked to me directly about religion, much less in an evangelical fashion.

My parents never mentioned religion at home, they had no reason to. And none of their friends did when they came over, even the Bohemians.

When I went off to first grade, Christmas became a joyful experience because we got to learn Christmas carols; this was probably the first time I got to sing. "Away in a manger. . . the little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head," "Hark, the herald angels sing glory to our newborn King," "Joy to the world, the Lord is come," I sang them all and loved them all and I never wondered what the strange words meant. I was pretty sure grownups had written those songs so it was just more of the strange stuff they do.

Bear in mind that I had seen grownups wrap ties around their necks, go to the bank and argue about funny little pieces of paper with the ladies behind the counter, throw U-shaped chunks of cast iron at a stake in the ground, and lift a trap door on the front of their car and pour huge cans of soda pop into it like it was thirsty. So all this religious stuff wasn't really any stranger than that stuff. At least we got presents and songs and candy and fancy dinners out of it!

Finally when I was seven a little boy in school started telling me about this person named "God" who lived up in... well I guess it was the clouds because he kept looking up at the sky when he said it. It was a fun story, the kind that kids make up all the time because kids' creativity is not inhibited by conventions. It was so good that I started laughing with him... except he wasn't laughing and got really distressed over the fact that I was.

Suddenly the truth dawned on me. This was one of those fairytales parents tell their kids, like Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny. By this time he was too upset for me to gently tell him the truth like one of my little friends had told me.

When I got home I told my parents about it and asked where that fairytale came from because it was a good one and I'd never heard it before. But I wondered why his parents had still not told him the truth. They gave each other that Silent Meaningful Look that always means something really heavy is coming down and you just ain't got no idea what the hell it's gonna be. "Sit down, Li'l Fraggle. This is going to be a really long story and you're not going to believe it."

It turns out that most grownups don't ever tell their kids the truth about it. "Well okay," I said, "but kids figure out the truth about Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny even if nobody tells them. This story is a lot dumber than that story. Don't kids figure it out by themselves?"

It turns out that the grownups keep telling the kid it's a true story, and every time he comes to them with a question about some really weird part of the religion, they just give him an even weirder answer. Eventually the kid gets to be a grownup himself, except for that one leftover thing from childhood, the belief in an obviously stupid fairytale, so he tells it to his own kids. Eventually practically everybody thinks it's true.

We went on about how even if a lot of people think something, you're still supposed to make up your own mind, but apparently not everybody teaches their children that. I ran into this same stupid thing a couple of years later, the first time I met a little boy whose skin was a darker color than my skin, in a hospital playground while my mother was visiting a sick friend. None of other kids wanted to play with him, but I wasn't going to base my behavior on what they thought. I went over and played with him because he looked like a nice kid. Sure enough, he was, and I had a great time with him.

When my mother came out and saw us together she started crying. All the way home on the streetcar she couldn't stop hugging me and telling me what a good boy I was because I knew better than to do something stupid just because everybody else thought it was right.

All these decades later, I still have trouble understanding why skepticism isn't more prevalent. Why people don't start laughing at religion when they're seven years old and haven't been taught "manners" yet.

I understand about cognitive dissonance, and I lecture you folks about instinctive archetypal beliefs, and I talk about how it's taken twelve thousand years to make the transition from primitive Mesolithic hunter-gatherers so it may take twelve thousand more for us to finally outgrow religion. I mystify Sam when I assure her that it's not very difficult to hate religion and still love religious people, just like I hate opera but don't have a problem with people who love it. I understand how comforting it must be to not only believe that Jesus was a real person but that he's still alive.

Still, I can't get over the vivid recollection of that little boy telling me something so absurd that a seven-year-old could see right through it, wondering what was wrong with him.

And still, despite the archetypes and the cognitive dissonance and the slow march of civilization, occasionally I can't stop myself from wondering what's wrong with all these grownups who can't see through it.
Why do christians have a christmas tree in their homes? I never figured it out myself, did jesus tell them to?
The Winter Solstice celebration goes back thousand of years before Jesus. After all, the Romans moved the date of Jesus's birth four months ahead in order to co-opt the Saturnalia festival and make it Christian. The biblical story, correlated with Roman records about census and tax procedures, clearly places the nativity in the spring. Our word "Yule" is taken from a much older festival; "Christmas" was coined around Shakespeare's time. Trees were an integral part of the winter festival among the Germanic people, but the bedecked indoor Christmas tree as we know it seems to have been invented in Germany in the 16th century.
 
in can not forget what my parents do to me.Q, avatar and others.how much good u parents have done to u.U were babies, then children , then adult.how many years they feed u , clothes u , take u to school , doctors , .how many they satisfy u need and answer u incessant requests at the expanse of theirs.

Any real parent would know it isn't needed. We don't have kids just to tally up how much we spend on them. There is so much more children provide for the parent that expenditure really is a non-issue. I'd spend a billion on my girls because I love them, because they provide me with something nobody else really could. That does not mean they have to respect my beliefs, me, my actions or anything else. That I spent money and porked the missus does not entitle me to unquestionable respect and devotion.

The Winter Solstice celebration goes back thousand of years before Jesus...

I know, sorry it was relevant sarcasm intended to make a point to Sam.

As for the christmas tree, it is reflective of Yggdrasil, (as are the holiday baubles, the light at the top, the ribbon wrapped around the tree etc). It's Norse in origin
 
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We musliims before doing any good act , we do it for God pleasure.We believe that taking care of our parents will lead us to paradise and God will be pleased with us.
 
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