Yep, I'm the asshole.
I gave up believing in the tooth fairy when I was very young. The Easter Bunny, too. Santa Claus, ghosts and goblins, vampires, werewolves, Bigfoot, the Loch Ness Monster... they all bought the believability farm right along with her majesty, the tooth fairy.
Witches I believe in. Well, I believe that some people practice witchcraft, so technically there are witches. Not that they actually make shit happen as a result. Wizards, similar rationale, although I call them LARPers.
Most people of faith would consider everything I've said I don't believe in as perfectly rational things not to believe in. There isn't an ounce of proof for any of them. In fact, many are nothing more than parental shenanigans being played on naive offspring. Once the naivete wears off, so does the belief, right? The others have no evidence of any compelling nature, no confirmation, circumstantial or otherwise. So, sensibly, we don't believe. Who would believe something is real when nothing exists to say, "yes, this MIGHT be real?" Sure, I'll admit that vampires and werewolves are fun for stories, especially if they give Kate Beckinsale another reason to squeeze into her Death Dealer outfit, but I don't go around expecting to be bitten by immortal beasts and either deprived of my life and precious bodily fluids, or conscripted into their dark preternatural world.
Then I say the same thing about God. A concept with no rational reason for belief. Just like the tooth fairy. Just like Santa. Just like werewolves. Every single one of these things comes with the happy or interesting narrative, fodder for good fiction and varied quality cinema/television. Every single one of these things has not an ounce of proof for its existence.
And now, I'm the asshole.
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