On the other hand theology is, always has been, and always will be, ignorant, arrogant, puerile and cruel. When the church had power, hypocrisy was crowned and honesty imprisoned. Fraud wore the tiara and truth was a convict, Liberty was in chains, Theology has always sent the worst to heaven, the best to hell. Let me give you a scene from the day of judgment. Christ is upon his throne, his secretary by his side. A soul appears. This is what happens-- "What is your name?" Torquemada. "Were you a Christian?" I was. "Did you endeavor to convert your fellow-men?" I did. I tried to convert them by persuasion, by preaching and praying and even by force. "What did you do?" I put the heretics in prison, in chains. I tore out their tongues, put out their eyes, crushed their bones, stretched them upon racks, roasted their feet, and if they remained obdurate I flayed them alive or burned them at the stake. "And did you do all this for my glory?" Yes, all for you. I wanted to save some, I wanted to protect the young and the weak minded. "Did you believe the Bible, the miracles--that I was God, that I was born of a virgin and kept money in the mouth of a fish?" Yes, I believed it all. My reason was the slave of faith. "Well done, good and faithful servant, enter thou into the joys of thy Lord. I was hungry and you gave me meat, naked and you clothed me.." Another soul arises. "What is your name?" Giordano Bruno. "Were you a Christian?" At one time I was, but for many years I was a philosopher, a seeker after truth. "Did you seek to convert your fellow-men?" Not to Christianity, but to the religion of reason. I tried to develop their minds, to free them from the slavery of ignorance and superstition. In my day the church taught the holiness of credulity--the virtue of unquestioning obedience, and in your name tortured and destroyed the intelligent and courageous. I did what I could to civilize the world, to make men tolerant and merciful, to soften the hearts of priests, and banish torture from the world. I expressed my honest thoughts and walked in the light of reason. "Did you believe the Bible, the miracles? Did you believe that I was God, that I was born of a virgin and that I suffered myself to be killed by the Jews to appease the wrath of God--that is, of myself--so that God could save the souls of a few?"