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Today’s story comes from Jorge.]
I was lucky to be born in 1966 to parents who were communist simpathizers. It was the dark times of the fascist regime in Portugal, and religion (Catholicism) was one of the 'opiums' the government used to silence the suffering people. When I was six, and went to school, I realised most of the other pupils were also attending sunday school, and I wanted to attend it, too. But I was, for reasons I could not understand then, rejected by my church
Until one day, I happened to read a small newspaper chronicle by a famous politician, Raul Rego, a well known Freemason; in it, he claimed that nothing is totally good or totally bad, nor should we seek to attain perfection, but the equilibrium between both good and bad - also known as 'justice'. Many people say skepticism doesn't come overnight, but that chronicle (that I kept on my wallet and reread several times for months) made me start looking at politics with different eyes. Thus I rejected Communism, and all other forms of bigotry, credulity, and "snake oil" - who claim to be 'good' over 'evil' but are never 'just'. In the meanwhile, the fact that I had never been given a religious education made me wonder about religion, and I found the religious texts by myself, and read them with an open and inquisitive mind, interested more in the historical and allegorical aspects of the Bible than on the religious ones. And I also read the Apocripha, Greek mithology, etc.