how ridiculous is bible & what's left if this is removed?

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From an atheist pov how ridiculous is the bible. Deep dive and thorough. No large headings.

The Bible, taken as the literal and inerrant word of an all-knowing, all-powerful, and infinitely benevolent deity, presents itself as a document so riddled with absurdity, moral monstrosity, internal incoherence, and primitive ignorance that one can only marvel at the mental contortions required to defend it as anything other than the work of fallible, superstitious Bronze Age and Iron Age tribesmen.

    Consider first the creation myths in Genesis. In one account, plants appear before the sun that makes them grow, a botanical impossibility that even the most credulous must strain to explain away.

    Light itself is commanded into being on day one, yet the stars, those distant furnaces responsible for illumination, do not arrive until day four.

    God, we are told, rests on the seventh day from his labors, as though omnipotence fatigues like a weary laborer.

    Then comes the talking serpent, the fruit that confers knowledge of good and evil (why an omniscient god would plant such a tree in the garden remains unexplained), and the subsequent curse on all humanity for the curiosity of two innocents.

    The punishment is eternal and disproportionate: death enters the world, women suffer in childbirth, men toil in sweat, and serpents crawl on their bellies forever.

    This is not justice; it is cosmic petulance.

    The flood narrative compounds the farce. An all-knowing god regrets creating humanity and decides to drown every living thing except one drunken shipbuilder, his family, and a floating menagerie.

    The logistics alone beggar belief: how does Noah fit pairs (or sevens) of every animal on earth into a wooden vessel of specified cubits, feed them for months, manage waste, prevent predation, and then redistribute them across continents without leaving fossil evidence of such a bottleneck?

    The rainbow afterward is presented as god's promise never to flood the earth again, implying he needed a mnemonic device to remember his own pledge.

    A truly omniscient being requires no such reminder. The absurdities multiply in the patriarchal tales.

    Lot, that paragon of righteousness, offers his virgin daughters to a mob of rapists to protect angelic visitors (Genesis 19:8). Later, the same daughters get him drunk and conceive by him, producing nations supposedly cursed for it.

    Abraham, commanded to sacrifice his son Isaac as a test of faith, prepares the knife without hesitation until the last moment, when a ram is substituted.

    What sort of moral exemplar demands child murder as proof of devotion? The same Abraham pimps out his wife Sarah twice to foreign kings to save his own skin, each time receiving wealth in return.

    Divine favor expressed through prostitution and deceit.

Exodus offers further spectacles. Plagues descend on Egypt not because Pharaoh refuses to let the Israelites go, but because god hardens Pharaoh's heart precisely to prolong the suffering and display his power.

    Frogs, lice, boils, hail mixed with fire, darkness, and the slaughter of firstborn sons.

    A god who could simply soften the heart or transport his people chooses theatrical horror instead.

Then the parting of the Red Sea, manna from heaven, water from rocks, and the golden calf episode where Moses grinds the idol to powder, mixes it with water, and forces the people to drink it.

    A fitting punishment for idolatry, no doubt.The moral code itself is grotesque by any civilized standard.

Slavery is regulated, not abolished: beat your slave, and if he dies instantly you are punished, but if he lingers a day or two, no penalty, for he is your property (Exodus 21:20-21). Daughters may be sold into servitude. Captive women taken in war may be kept as wives after allowing them a month to mourn their murdered families (Deuteronomy 21:10-14).

The death penalty awaits the disobedient child, the Sabbath breaker, the homosexual, the adulterer, the blasphemer.

    Whole cities are commanded to be put to the sword, including infants and livestock, for the crime of worshipping other gods. The Amalekites, Midianites, Canaanites: genocidal commands issued directly from the mouth of the deity.In the New Testament the picture scarcely improves.

The virgin birth, a biological impossibility without divine intervention that somehow requires a genealogy tracing Jesus through Joseph, who is not his biological father.

    The gospels cannot agree on the details: Matthew has the flight to Egypt to escape Herod, Luke has the family calmly returning to Nazareth after the temple presentation. The genealogies contradict each other entirely. The resurrection accounts diverge on who saw what, when, and where.

Judas dies by hanging in one version, by bursting open in another. The ascension happens on the same day as the resurrection or forty days later. These are not minor discrepancies; they are the marks of separate traditions stitched together by later editors.

    Jesus himself utters pronouncements that strain credulity. He promises that some standing there will not taste death before seeing the kingdom come with power (Mark 9:1), yet two millennia later we wait.

    He curses a fig tree for lacking fruit out of season, as though it owed him figs in early spring. He speaks in parables so obscure that even his disciples require private explanations, yet he claims to speak plainly.

The Sermon on the Mount demands perfection ("be ye perfect") while simultaneously teaching that worry is futile because god clothes the lilies. Eternal hellfire awaits those who fail to believe or behave correctly, a doctrine of infinite punishment for finite crimes that offends any sense of proportion.

    The book of Revelation crowns the lunacy: beasts with multiple heads, dragons, horsemen, seals, trumpets, bowls of wrath, a woman clothed with the sun, a lake of fire. It reads like the fever dream of an opium addict, yet millions pore over it for hidden codes about the end times.From an atheist perspective, the Bible is not merely mistaken; it is a compendium of Bronze Age mythology, tribal legislation, contradictory folklore, and apocalyptic fantasy, elevated to divine status by centuries of indoctrination and fear. Its defenders must explain away genocide as "judgment," slavery as "cultural context," scientific howlers as "poetic," and moral atrocities as superseded by the New Covenant. The effort required to maintain this edifice of belief is itself a form of intellectual self-abasement. As one observes the text without the filter of faith, what remains is not holy writ but a human artifact, flawed, cruel, and often ridiculous in precisely the ways one would expect from its time and place of origin.

The Bible's parade of absurdities continues unabated when one peels back another layer, revealing not just isolated follies but a systematic pattern of primitive cosmology, failed prophecies, geographical blunders, and ethical inversions that no amount of theological gymnastics can render coherent or admirable.

    Take the claim in Joshua that the sun stood still in the sky for a full day so the Israelites could finish slaughtering their enemies (Joshua 10:12-13). Here is a deity who supposedly created the universe halting the rotation of the earth or adjusting the solar system's mechanics for a tribal battle, yet leaving no trace in the records of any other ancient civilization - no Chinese astronomers noting a day twice as long, no Egyptians recording celestial chaos. The text even cites the "Book of Jasher" as corroboration, a work lost to history and likely fictional even then. This is not miracle; it is myth-making on the level of Achilles dragging Hector's body or Hercules performing labors, dressed up as divine intervention.Then there is the pi approximation fiasco. In 1 Kings 7:23 and 2 Chronicles 4:2, the molten sea in Solomon's temple is described as a circular basin ten cubits in diameter and thirty cubits in circumference. Any schoolchild knows that yields a value of exactly three for pi, when the actual ratio hovers around 3.14159. Apologists mutter about rounding or measuring the inner rim, but the plain text gives dimensions that betray Bronze Age ignorance of basic geometry. An omniscient god could have whispered "approximately 3.14" or simply avoided the specification altogether, yet here we have divine architecture endorsing a mathematical howler.Balaam's talking donkey (Numbers 22:28-30) deserves mention not merely for the comedy of a beast suddenly complaining about abuse, but for the deeper ridiculousness: the animal sees an angel blocking the path that Balaam himself cannot perceive until the Lord opens his eyes. Why an all-powerful being chooses to communicate through livestock rather than direct revelation remains unexplained, unless the story exists to illustrate divine caprice or to amuse ancient audiences with folklore.

    The New Testament fares no better under scrutiny. Consider the zombie apocalypse at Jesus' crucifixion: Matthew alone reports that graves opened, saints rose from the dead, and walked into Jerusalem appearing to many (Matthew 27:52-53). No other gospel mentions this cataclysmic event, nor do Josephus, Philo, or any Roman historian record a mass resurrection in the capital during Passover under Pilate. If such a spectacle occurred, it would have been the talk of the empire, yet silence reigns. One is left to conclude either that Matthew invented it for dramatic effect or that the other evangelists somehow overlooked the undead parading through the streets.

    Failed prophecy piles on the absurdity. Ezekiel predicts that Tyre would be utterly destroyed by Nebuchadnezzar, made bare like the top of a rock, never rebuilt (Ezekiel 26:7-14). History records otherwise: Nebuchadnezzar besieged Tyre for thirteen years without total conquest, and the city was rebuilt, flourishing under Persian, Greek, and Roman rule to this day. The prophecy flops spectacularly, yet believers insist on reinterpreting it as somehow fulfilled spiritually or partially. Similarly, Jesus promises his generation will not pass away before seeing the Son of Man coming in his kingdom (Matthew 16:28, paralleled in Mark and Luke), yet the first-century audience died without witnessing any such apocalyptic arrival. Apologists pivot to the transfiguration or Pentecost or the destruction of Jerusalem in 70 CE, but the plain reading points to an expectation of imminent end-times that never materialized.

    Moral absurdities persist in quieter but no less damning forms. Psalm 137:9 blesses those who dash Babylonian infants against rocks as payback for exile - a sentiment echoed in calls for vengeance that modern sensibilities rightly recoil from, yet attributed to inspired scripture. Deuteronomy 22:28-29 mandates that a rapist marry his victim after paying her father fifty shekels, on the theory that this somehow restores honor. The woman's consent is irrelevant; her future is bartered like livestock. This is not progressive ethics for its era; it is barbarism codified as divine law.

    The resurrection narratives themselves collapse under their own inconsistencies. Who arrived first at the tomb? Mary Magdalene alone (John), or with others (the synoptics)? Did she see angels (yes in some accounts, no in others)? Did the women tell the disciples what happened (Matthew and Luke say yes; Mark's original ending says they told no one, afraid)? These are not harmonious variations but competing traditions that editors failed to fully reconcile.From an atheist vantage, these elements are not mere anomalies to be explained away with ever-more-elaborate hermeneutics. They are the fingerprints of human authorship - tribal legends, borrowed myths, political propaganda, and wishful thinking compiled over centuries by people who knew far less about the world than we do now. The Bible does not read like the product of infinite wisdom; it reads like the anthology of a Bronze Age to Hellenistic Near Eastern culture, full of the same superstitions, cruelties, and errors one finds in the Epic of Gilgamesh or the Pyramid Texts. To insist otherwise requires a suspension of critical judgment so profound that it borders on willful self-deception. The text stands exposed not as holy but as human, and often hilariously, tragically human at that.

The Bible's follies extend further into realms of zoological nonsense, epidemiological ignorance, and theological self-contradiction that expose its origins as unmistakably human, provincial, and pre-scientific.

    Rabbits are listed among animals that chew the cud (Leviticus 11:6), a classification so elementary yet wrong that it defies excuse; hares do not regurgitate and re-chew their food as ruminants do, though they practice refection by eating their own droppings. This is not poetic license or ancient taxonomy misunderstood; it is flat error, the sort any observant shepherd could correct, yet an supposedly omniscient author perpetuates it. Bats join the list of unclean birds (Leviticus 11:19), as though these nocturnal mammals were feathered creatures flapping through the sky. Such blunders reveal not divine insight but the limited natural history of desert nomads who grouped flying things together without regard for biology.The mustard seed is declared the smallest of all seeds (Matthew 13:31-32), from which grows the greatest of shrubs. Yet orchid seeds are dust-like specks far tinier, and many others dwarf the mustard in minuteness. Jesus, we are assured, spoke no error, yet here is botanical hyperbole presented as fact, useful for parable perhaps but absurd when defenders insist on literal inerrancy. Camels fare worse: they are said to go through the eye of a needle before a rich man enters heaven (Matthew 19:24), a vivid image, but one that underscores the text's casual disregard for zoological precision elsewhere.God's supposed omnipotence falters repeatedly in ways that border on comedy. He cannot find Adam hiding in the garden after the fall (Genesis 3:9), calling out "Where are you?" as though omniscience required a game of hide-and-seek. He descends to inspect the tower of Babel personally (Genesis 11:5), lest rumor mislead him about human ambition. He regrets making Saul king (1 Samuel 15:11), then declares through Samuel that the Lord is not a man that he should repent (1 Samuel 15:29). Regret without repentance? These are anthropomorphic projections of tribal deities, not the attributes of an unchanging infinite being.Historical fabrications abound. The global census under Quirinius that supposedly forced Joseph and Mary to Bethlehem (Luke 2:1-5) is dated to 6-7 CE, yet Herod the Great -whom Matthew has slaughtering infants in fear of the newborn king - died in 4 BCE. No Roman records support a empire-wide census requiring return to ancestral homes, a logistical nightmare for a sprawling population. The exodus itself lacks archaeological corroboration: no trace of a million-plus slaves wandering Sinai for forty years, no Egyptian records of plagues or mass escape, no sudden depopulation of labor forces. The conquest of Canaan under Joshua describes cities like Jericho falling dramatically, yet excavations show Jericho uninhabited or minimally occupied during the supposed period.

    Theological incoherence deepens the ridicule. God hardens Pharaoh's heart to display his might (Exodus 9:12), then punishes him for the very stubbornness divinely induced. Free will evaporates in the service of spectacle. Jesus prays to the Father in Gethsemane that the cup pass from him if possible (Matthew 26:39), revealing a moment of apparent doubt or reluctance in the divine plan - yet orthodoxy insists on perfect unity and foreknowledge. The trinity doctrine, nowhere explicitly stated, emerges from verses that pull in opposite directions: Jesus claims the Father is greater (John 14:28), yet also "I and the Father are one" (John 10:30). Apologists weave philosophical tapestries to reconcile what the text leaves jagged.

    Paul's conversion accounts in Acts clash irreconcilably. In one, his companions hear a voice but see no one (Acts 9:7); in another, they see light but hear nothing (Acts 22:9); in a third, all fall to the ground (Acts 26:14). These are not complementary perspectives but mutually exclusive retellings of the same event, betraying oral tradition's drift before redaction.

    From an atheist standpoint, these accumulate not as isolated puzzles solvable by clever exegesis but as overwhelming evidence of a document born in ignorance, shaped by power struggles, and preserved through selective memory. The effort to defend it as flawless requires contortions that would embarrass any honest intellect.

    Strip away the piety, and what remains is a relic of humanity's childhood - crude, contradictory, often vicious, and frequently laughable in its pretensions to cosmic truth.

From an atheist perspective, once you strip away the supernatural nonsense - the miracles, the divine interventions, the talking animals, the global flood, the virgin birth, the resurrection, the parting seas, the plagues engineered by a god who hardens hearts only to punish the hardened, the apocalyptic visions, the prophecies that flop like Tyre's eternal desolation or the imminent return in "this generation" - what remains is a drastically reduced core, and even that core is patchy, exaggerated, propagandistic, and often unreliable as straightforward history.Quantifying this precisely is impossible because the Bible is not a single genre or uniform document; it is an anthology of poetry, law codes, letters, apocalyptic rants, genealogies, wisdom sayings, and narrative tales composed over centuries by different hands with different agendas. No serious scholar, atheist or otherwise, assigns an exact percentage to "what's left" after excising the ridiculous, because the boundary between legend, theological embellishment, and kernel of fact is blurry. But if we are ruthless in applying critical standards - demanding corroboration from archaeology, contemporary non-biblical records, internal consistency, and the absence of supernatural claims - perhaps 10-20% at most survives as broadly plausible historical reporting, and even then it is usually tendentious, incomplete, or inflated.The Old Testament fares particularly poorly. Genesis 1-11 is almost entirely mythological etiology and borrowed Near Eastern motifs: creation in six days, a paradisiacal garden with magical trees, a worldwide deluge with an ark, the confusion of languages at a tower. These are not history; they parallel Mesopotamian tales like the Enuma Elish and Gilgamesh epic. The patriarchal narratives (Abraham, Isaac, Jacob) lack external evidence and are widely viewed by scholars as late literary constructs reflecting Iron Age identity concerns rather than Bronze Age biography.

    The Exodus and conquest under Joshua have no archaeological footprint matching the biblical scale - no mass slave revolt in Egyptian records, no sudden destruction layers across Canaanite cities in the Late Bronze Age.

    At best, a tiny historical nugget might exist: perhaps a small group of Semitic laborers escaped Egypt and merged with Canaanite highland settlers, but the grand epic of plagues, Red Sea drama, Sinai theophany, and genocidal conquest is legend layered on legend.Kings and prophets offer more traction from roughly the 9th century BCE onward. Names like Omri, Ahab, Jehu, Hezekiah, Josiah appear in Assyrian and Babylonian inscriptions, confirming a monarchy in Israel and Judah existed and interacted with empires. The fall of Samaria in 722 BCE and Jerusalem in 586 BCE align with extrabiblical sources. Yet even here the biblical account is heavily theologized: defeats are divine punishments for idolatry, victories are Yahweh's favor. The numbers (millions in censuses, vast armies) are inflated, and stories like Elijah calling fire from heaven or Elisha's miracles are folkloric accretions.The New Testament shrinks further under scrutiny. The Pauline epistles (the earliest documents, mid-1st century) contain almost no biographical detail about Jesus beyond crucifixion under Pilate and a few teachings; Paul knows Jesus mainly through visions and scripture interpretation, not eyewitness memory. The gospels, written 35-70 years later, are theological biographies blending oral tradition, Markan priority, and invented dialogue. Core facts that survive minimal scrutiny include: a Jewish preacher named Jesus (or Yeshua) from Galilee existed, gathered followers, preached an apocalyptic message about God's kingdom, clashed with authorities, and was executed by crucifixion under Pontius Pilate around 30 CE. These align with the criterion of embarrassment (Christians would not invent a shameful death) and limited external nods (Josephus's brief, partially interpolated mention; Tacitus's passing reference). Beyond that, healings, exorcisms, walking on water, transfiguration, empty tomb, post-mortem appearances dissolve into pious legend. The infancy narratives in Matthew and Luke contradict each other and known history (Quirinius census timing, Herod's death). The passion accounts diverge on details and add increasingly supernatural flourishes.So what is left? A skeletal historical framework: existence of ancient Israel and Judah as small kingdoms, their subjugation by Assyria/Babylonia/Persia/Rome, some named kings and officials, a 1st-century Jewish apocalyptic preacher executed by Romans, an early movement of his followers that evolved into Christianity. Perhaps a few dozen verifiable place names, customs, and minor events.

    The rest - laws presented as divine dictation, psalms as inspired prophecy, wisdom literature as eternal truth, apocalyptic as preview of cosmic judgment - is human literature: moral philosophy, national epic, consolatory poetry, sectarian polemic.In raw percentage terms, if we crudely measure by verse count or narrative bulk, the supernatural and legendary material dominates Genesis through Revelation. The "historical residue" is scattered, secondary, and rarely the point of the text. From an atheist view, claiming divine inspiration for this anthology is like praising a scrapbook of family myths, biased chronicles, and wishful poetry as flawless autobiography. What remains after the nonsense is peeled off is not revelation but a fascinating, flawed human document - interesting as anthropology, literature, and history's echo, but no more authoritative or infallible than the Iliad or the Vedas.

    The percentage that endures as sober fact is small, the theological superstructure built upon it vast and crumbling.