The thing about monotheistic religion is that it isn't real. It is a false system. It makes claims that are palpably untrue, even in its most milquetoast, dessicated, anodyne, neoliberal, "progressive" format. The claim that the universe was created by an ineffible anthropic intelligence whose diktat makes morality is false. The idea that this deity impregnated a human woman, and that the son of this union was some sort of transubstantiation of that immaterial being into actual flesh, which was then subject to human sacrifice in order to cleanse, but not rid, the world of violations of this imaginary moral order, is just as ridiculous and phony as any other near-eastern cult, circa the early Roman Empire. The notion of the imperishable human soul is pure bosh. You were nothing before you were born, and you will be nothing after you die. The Old and New Testaments are fiction. At their best, they make lovely poetry. At their average, they make lousy science fiction. The Biblical patriarchs were not actual historical figures. Jesus was not an actual figure. It is all totally, patently, indisuputably false. Fellows, there is no God any more than there is a river spirit inhabiting the Monongahela or a demon misbalancing my current humours and causing this damnable winter cold. People are perfectly free to believe whatever old crap they like, but the persistent insistence that it is somehow unforgiveably impolitic to tell people that there are no ghosts, goblins, or invisible Angry Dads in the Sky is absurd. "Pluralism" in the service of falsehood is vice.