As mentioned previously, Matt Hughes and his co-writer are in the middle of a book tour that’s taking them across all the ignorant bible thumpin’ regions of America and beyond. They’re also blogging the experience over at Matt Hughes site, but there hasn’t really been anything worth noting … until today that is. Here’s a little excerpt from Michael Malice, who past being a guy who doesn’t think much of MMA fan’s literacy rate also happens to be Jewish. Note this heartwarming exchange about how that played out.
One question my friends would have for me is whether the fact that I am Jewish and Matt is a Christian was ever an issue working together. The answer is that it has been 100% positive. As a writer, you should always try to see past what someone is saying and hear what it is that they are meaning. One of Matt’s close friends admitted he hoped that I found Christ on this book tour. To him, Christ is the way to eternal happiness and salvation in Heaven. For someone to wish that I find eternal happiness is perhaps the most benevolent statement possible, even if his wording might be a little unusual to someone from a different background.
Oh, I agree: it’s always nice when someone wishes you to have eternal happiness. But it’s not so fucking nice when it’s a conditional eternal happiness, and if you don’t meet that condition you don’t get salvation. And hey … if you’re not saved, where do you go? Fucking hell. And you burn forever like the goddamn heathen Jew sinner you are.
That’s always been a big rub for me and religion … how can anyone support something that condemns so many people to something as horrific as hell? I’d like to think that any God out there isn’t going to give a shit if I’m a Jew or a Christian or a Muslim or a Pastafarian for that matter. I figure when I die I’m gonna meet him up at the gates of wherever and he’s gonna say “Well Ryan, you were a good guy and you did a lot of good things. Since I’m not an egotistical asshole, I don’t mind that you didn’t believe in me, because you followed the tenets of what I was all about. Actually the fact that you did this on your own and not because of the whole bullshit heaven/hell reward/punishment thing makes you even better than everyone else.”
And then we’d high-five, drink some beers, and hit the strip club.