Trusting nobody, and as a very boring man, I decided to read some adjudications. Excitingly these are all available in full on the EU website. I can only apologise, but the first thing I typed in was fish oil. Picture this as a long-running pseudoscience soap opera (and they are the best selling food supplement product in the UK, from the global $55bn food supplements market).
Snillingarnir hjá the onion hitta naglann ær alltaf á hausinn. Þessi grein er alltöf sönn, stundum er háð besta gagnrýnin.
It was a stroke of unbelievable luck. Here I thought I'd spend the rest of my life agonizing over that night I broke into a random house and methodically tortured all five of its residents, but Jesus was like, "Nah, you're good." He took all those years I expected to wallow in suffocating guilt for having forced a mother to choose the order in which I strangled her children and wiped them away in a jiff.
How did it happen? For centuries, religion was insulated from criticism in Britain. First its opponents were burned, then jailed, then shunned. But once there was a free marketplace of ideas, once people could finally hear both the religious arguments and the rationalist criticisms of them, the religious lost the British people. Their case was too weak, their opposition to divorce and abortion and gay people too cruel, their evidence for their claims non-existent. Once they had to rely on persuasion rather than intimidation, the story of British Christianity came to an end.
Og að lokum grein um trúfólkið sem aðhyllist ekki nein tiltekin trúarbrögð en trúir að sjálfsögð á eitthvað andlegt.
Rather more importantly, I think the "spiritual but not religious" trope completely plays into the idea that religious belief -- excuse me, spiritual belief -- makes you a finer, better person. There's a defensiveness to it: like what the person is really saying is, "I don't attend any religious services or practice any religious practice... but I'm not a bad person. Of course I still feel a connection to God/ the soul. I haven't totally descended to the gutter. What do you take me for?"