Here’s the reason a room full of powder-wigged-smarty-pants forefathers knew that a new nation, whose most fundamental precepts were freedom and equality, (except, of course, for the human chattel which somehow didn’t figure into their original vision), for “all”, had to mandate a distinct separation of church and state:

Religions can make up any cockamamie rules, regulations, rituals, dance steps, (or lack thereof), and funny costumes while pontificating a baseless rewriting of history, to promote, support and fundraise for their amorphous agenda, placing the onus for any perceived, (that would be by other religions), bias, bullying or belittlement on their designated deity.  If a booming voice mysteriously interrupts one’s ear-bud enjoyment of the latest Toby Keith mix tape, warning that, “When you get to work, NO FRIES FOR FAGS!”, what are you going to do…disobey and burn in hell?

Now, close your eyes and imagine the bloodbath that would ensue if free-willed human beings accepted the bat-shit, intolerant, extremist catechism of religious zealotry as…well, gospel.  If you are able to multi-task and can simultaneously imagine some recognizable landmark, you’ll probably find yourself in Indiana or Arkansas or Tikrit or any place else that there’s at least one other person.  God#!?