Daily Dose of Ingersoll


In His infinite goodness, God invented rheumatism and gout and
dyspepsia, cancers and neuralgia, and is still inventing new
diseases. Not only this, but he decreed the pangs of mothers, and
that by the gates of love and life should crouch the dragons of
death and pain. Fearing that some might, by accident, live too
long, he planted poisonous vines and herbs that looked like food.
He caught the serpents he had made and gave them fangs and curious
organs, ingeniously devised to distill and deposit the deadly drop.
He changed the nature of the beasts, that they might feed on human
flesh. He cursed a world, and tainted every spring and source of
joy. He poisoned every breath of air; corrupted even light, that it
might bear disease on every ray; tainted every drop of blood in
human veins; touched every nerve, that it might bear the double
fruit of pain and joy; decreed all accidents and mistakes that maim
and hurt and kill, and set the snares of life-long grief, baited
with present pleasure, — with a moment’s joy. Then and there he
foreknew and foreordained all human tears. And yet all this is but
the prelude, the introduction, to the infinite revenge of the good
God. Increase and multiply all human griefs until the mind has
reached imagination’s farthest verge, then add eternity to time,
and you may faintly tell, but never can conceive, the infinite
horrors of this doctrine called “The Fall of Man.”

Robert Green Ingersoll – “Orthodoxy”(1884)