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Trying to imagine this skeptical atheist, the first sticking point is she must believe that gambling isn’t immoral, otherwise merely being presented with the wager will turn her against any god who promotes it. The implication is that only gamblers can have eternal life, gambling is good, Las Vegas is heaven on earth.Now tell us … if there is a God, and the atheist dies denying it, does he go to the heaven of Christ, or Allah, or Odin? Or does he go where there might be much weeping and gnashing of teeth?![]()
To get her assured reservation the gambler must now believe she has an eternal soul, that gambling with this soul isn’t immoral, and that whichever god she’s going to profess a belief in is sufficiently addicted and capricious to have fixed the odds. There just might be some chicken-and-egg here.
To maximize the odds she must now take one of two routes (a) profess a belief in every god ever thought up in the hope that whichever god is real doesn’t mind her also believing in all the false gods, or (b) put her money on someone else’s One True God™ while hoping she’s not in the clutches of Matt 23:15.
Finally she must hope that Odin is absolutely fine with selfish faith until she’s had enough time to sacrifice ten wildebeest or whatever else substitutes for spiritual development in this madcap romp.
The wager might sound reasonable if we’re already convinced about Odin, but is surely a little desperate and kooky otherwise. If God has a sense of humor, He must split His sides discussing this with Pascal.