And your theory here is a anti-religion or anti-God gene develop into a self-deception mind to filled the emptiness of your mind of not knowing where you are from and where you are going.

The shambolic Anglican response to weeks of anti-banker protest on its doorstep suggests that the strain of coping with the conflicting demands of God and Mammon has become almost unbearable.

From the scrofulous hobos of Samuel Beckett to Antonioni's tired-blooded aristocrats, the anti-heroes of modern art endlessly suggest that waiting for God is futile, since life is without meaning.