I started thinking for myself.

I’ve always questioned the way we live. As a society. Even when I was a youngster, I questioned whether it was the right way. The way we treat each other. Things just didn’t seem right. Instinctively. The idea that black people were inferior. Because it had something to do with the color of their skin. That didn’t seem to make sense. Even to a 7-year-old. And I always questioned the existence of god. Because nobody could adequately explain to me the concept of god. And when they tried, they often described a ruthless and avenging god. One that required belief in him. I thought that was preposterous. Anyway, I thought I was being dealt a line of bullshit. And that I had better start thinking for myself. –Jim Broede