Story about Stu There was once a man named Stu Pididiot. He lived all by himself and took no advice from anyone. Everything he did do was already done by someone else, and anything that they did wasn’t really original anyways. Stu spent his life alone trying to figure out the meaning of life and everything. He studied really smart people, but never followed any. He found what was comfortable to him and struck with it his whole life. “Happiness,” he thought, “is what is logical to me.” In the end Stu Pididiot was still miserable and confused, and dumbfounded about the meaning of life and everything. A recent poll sheds light on this paradox of increased religiosity and decreased morality. According to sociologist Robert Bellah, [81 percent of the American people also say they agree that “an individual should arrive at his or her own religious belief independent of any church or synagogue.”] Thus the key to the paradox is the fact that those who claim to be Christians are arriving at faith on their own termsterms that make no demands on behavior. The man named Stu, embodies this attitude. “I believe in God,” he says. “I can’t remember the last time I went to church. But my faith has carried me a long way. It’s ‘Stu Pididiot-ism.’ Just my own little voice.”
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