Minding my religion
I don’t want to live in a world where we care about each other’s religion. It’s appropriate for me not to care about other people’s religions. I don’t mean that I think my religion is better than theirs. I mean that I don’t want others to care about me and my religion in turn, so I reciprocate and meet them half way. It’s only fair.
It might sound bad, but when I think of “caring” about other people’s affairs I think it means sticking your nose in their business - and theirs in mine - which I’m not having. Rather than sounding affectionate and empathetic, “caring” comes too close to “interference” for my taste. By all means be compassionate with people, and concern yourself with their civil rights, including their right to practice their religion (if they have one). Everyone benefits from enhanced civil and human rights. So if I am in opposition with others in society - I mean disagreement not antipathy, but antipathy as well if it comes to that - I ought to recognize that we both benefit from society’s protections. We’re in this together. It’s not karma, it’s logic. It’s Functions and Relations: the mathematics of set theory.
But I could be wrong.