Author: Adam Lee

Today, I’m bringing sad news: OnlySky is shutting down. This will be my final post here. OnlySky launched in 2022 with grand ambitions, seeking to blend secular storytelling with journalism, commentary, and humanist philosophy. We dreamed of being a home and a haven for the world’s rising nonreligious population. We wanted to give a voice…

A humanist kids’ book by Rebecca Vitsmun teaches science and wonder, as well as the representation of disabilities rarely depicted in fiction.

The Alabama Supreme Court hands down a religion-laden ruling that embryos are people, with the side effect of ending IVF treatment. It’s another step in the religious right’s plan to return women to a state of reproductive subordination.

The alien races of sci-fi and the magical races of fantasy capture our imaginations because they reflect aspects of human nature back to us. The creative, peaceful side and the short-sighted, destructive side of humanity are mirrored in the fantastical races of elves and orcs.

The Republican party has made anti-immigrant prejudice the centerpiece of their strategy. How do progressive and secular parents living in a nation of immigrants explain this to their children?

A bizarre Bible story implies that God’s promises can be falsified by human sacrifice to a competing deity. Anomalies like these suggest that some biblical authors weren’t strictly monotheistic.

The eruption of Vesuvius buried the Roman towns of Pompeii and Herculaneum, including one of the greatest ancient libraries ever found. Almost 2,000 years later, modern technology is making it possible to read its scrolls again.

Christian evangelicals believe that God is on their side, and therefore, that they can’t lose. This leads to a reckless sense of overconfidence and groupthink, regardless of whether the evidence supports them or not.

In a story that recalls the ancient custom of sacred hospitality, the city of Houston is trying to punish a charity for feeding the homeless—but they can’t find a jury willing to go along with it.

I live in Queens, in a neighborhood that’s bisected by the Grand Central Parkway. Along the side of the highway, there’s a buffer zone: a strip of land between the highway guardrails and the residential neighborhood on the other side, enclosed by chain-link fencing. In that no-man’s-land, spindly trees grow and weedy undergrowth proliferates. It’s…