How is it we live in a society where belief in invisible magical friends, held on an individual level, is judged a symptom of mental illness? But when held on a collective level, as say a member of a denomination, it's to suddenly be respected and free from all criticism and ridicule? How is it that to speak out against this collective and parochially-entrenched delusion of God makes ME the one with the problem? I have no problem at all here. I'm just honestly saying amidst the smiling and adoring crowds,"The emperor has no clothes on."
“While believing strongly, without evidence, is considered a mark of madness or stupidity in any other area of our lives, faith in God still holds immense prestige in our society. Religion is the one area of our discourse where it is considered noble to pretend to be certain about things no human being could possibly be certain about. It is telling that this aura of nobility extends only to those faiths that still have many subscribers. Anyone caught worshipping Poseidon, even at sea, will be thought insane.”
― Sam Harris, Letter to a Christian Nation