What a tortured soul it must be to turn to religion. That religion is a delusion is not the question. How did they get away with it for so long? That is the question. Hell no! Religion’s a party. A party to celebrate life—life contemplative, intimate, communal and civic. Think of the holidays, food, drink, pageantry, art, music and singing. It can be ecstatic, or like a dawn picnic on the beach with friends—familiar, companionable and rich beyond tears. Why celebrate life? How can we but celebrate—it’s so fantastic! Just reflecting on life awakens delight. Death and pain are there, but…