This comment represents the point of view of many I have talked with. I decided to set down my thoughts about it here.
I have found that those who advocate a point of view seek to present one side of a story and place a low priority on learning the other side. But those who care more about the truth than about being viewed as right never stop reading both sides of the story. If you can find one of these people, you can learn some good stuff. But it is hard to trust the rest, because both sides behave as if they have personally vested interests.
For example, the commenter claims that religious adherents bear the mark of "cult-like programming". As a religious adherent, I have to admit there is a kernel of truth in that statement. Most people join both churches and cults out of needs for physical aid, companionship, or imposed order, unless they are coerced into joining. If you adopt the belief system of the people you most deeply respect, you can bond with them and receive their respect. To some extent you will benefit from their virtues and adopt their vices. But if you discard that belief system, that bond is tested. They can no longer understand your decisions, and the quality of your relationship is threatened. This is undeniably evident in the lives of my agnostic friends, no matter how they seek to deny it. They all nurture relationships with people they deeply respect who share their agnostic beliefs. We all seek relationships with those we respect and desire to protect our most valued relationships. It seems that this is the perspective from which all men approach both religion and unreligion: steeped in a personal bias stemming from our instinctual desires connected to our relationships.
It enrages me to realize this. I don't want to approach any search for truth with any bias no matter what it buys me. How much less would I relish the thought of a hopelessly biased perspective in The Search for Ultimate Truth(tm)? I hate having to accept this, and it seems like many refuse to admit such a bias outright. Although the notion that all religious persons are brainwashed is popular among the unreligious, the possibility that they themselves might exhibit any bias is laughed at. But they cannot relinquish their bias any more than they can shed their instincts.
The only way I can think that this could be done would be to cut off contact with all humanity. As it turns out, my father did this very thing. He spent time exploring remote areas of the Minnesota backwoods alone for several months. As it turns out, it was there that he decided that both the unbelief of the people he encountered at university and the church-faith of the farm town he grew up in were wrong.
The person who would show me genuine respect and love, seeking to understand me in spite of our conflict in beliefs-- that is a person I would trust. My desire to nullify my selfish bias is so strong that I would desire to be like this person enough to adopt his beliefs. But it must be genuine love, or I'd chuck his beliefs as soon as I found it was fake (that's my bias at work again). I would need a person committed both to loving me as I am and to his beliefs. If he was noncommittal in his beliefs, how could I trust him to continue to care about me? In a world full of fakers, he'd have to prove both love and commitment to beliefs by facing anything for me, even torture and death. Unfortunately, I wouldn't be able to truly throw myself into the relationship (including understanding and adopting his beliefs) until I was sure. And I couldn't be sure until he was dead. And once he was dead, my bias would make it all moot. Regardless of where my instincts came from, I have them, they demand to be satisfied, and none of them can be lastingly satisfied by a dead person. Other persons of respect would show up with their beliefs, I'd seek a bond with them, and eventually they would also die. So in the interests of saving time and hurt, if I really wanted to seek the truth, I would have to turn down every man-made belief. Many gods, one god, zero gods, i'm god, joe schmoe is god, god died, if I heard it from someone, I couldn't risk believing it no matter how much I respected him, no matter how much he begged me or cared about me. I'd have to live solely on instinct, and I'd probably be a wretched little bastard for the rest of my short life.
Of course, if that person came back from death after being tortured, I might put my trust in him. If I can't believe in anything else, I might as well believe in something crazy enough to get someone tortured and killed, in view of the alternatives. At least the guy really liked me, and he seemed to have his instincts licked, mine would not willingly submit to torture. But if I couldn't be sure of torture, death, and recovery, I'd think it was a scam. If I could be there and use all my senses then maybe I'd believe it. It still wouldn't be unequivocal proof, but it would be good enough to chance it, given the alternatives of trusting someone out for themselves or going animalistic. If someone else was there and told me about it, it's a bit dicier. I might believe him if he met the following conditions. All his senses would have to agree about the torture, death, and recovery of the dead man. He'd also have to prove his commitment to his beliefs by being tortured and dying for them. But he'd also have to prove his love to me somehow. If his beliefs centered on genuinely loving others, and if he was tortured and died for those beliefs, perhaps I could believe he would have loved me. Perhaps then I could believe that this happened. Having thought about it, the choice is brutal. But at least there is room to choose, I'm not forced to accept this dead man's account. If it had happened in front of me (or to me) I would have had to believe it or stop trusting my senses.
My beliefs have become apparent here, something I didn't expect when I began writing this. But having faced the difficulty of this sort of choice here, I can't call anyone a whack job for their choice. I feel that more than ever I am interested in truth, in all sides of the story, so flame on.
If you want to hear what my father decided and his reasoning as he explained it to me, ask.