As a religious polemicist, I felt I could contribute something here. Now, my views on Britney Spears, like most of Hollywood, aren’t terribly great since they bend to market pressures and sell whatever unhealthy intellectual junk food the public so desires. Britney’s reasons for conversion to atheism were a bit, philosophically, weak and betrayed an unhealthy egocentrism. The so-called “problem of evil” is perennial in philosophy of religion. If God exists then why does he allow bad things to happen? Yet, Britney only asked this with regards to her own personal traumas which, while considerable, perhaps, pale in comparison to the average human and it seems that the election of Donald Trump, the wars in Iraq, Gaza, Syria, Yemen, Nigeria, Central America, and more did not shake her faith in the Almighty.
Another issue is that the “problem of evil” does not negate the existence of a deity as an argument but merely questions said deity’s benevolence and leaves room for dystheism and misotheism. Any cursory overview of world mythologies would suggest that many religions have not believed in a perfectly benevolent providence and some, especially Buddhism, preclude deities from being morally perfect. The mere fact that a deva in Buddhism has not attained Enlightenment by virtue of their existence is proof of their fallen nature. This is curious for Britney since she had, apparently, studied Buddhism.
The inability to believe in an invisible and intangible organism of immense supernatural powers is easy to understand and I feel ridiculous believing in such an absurd and ludicrous cosmology. She’ll find no moral or philosophical questions from me there. What is curious is that she, apparently, wasn’t fazed by the belief in an invisible and intangible organism of immense supernatural powers or even the titanic suffering of other people, many of whom suffered in ways far worse than her.
While logically, her arguments are pretty weak, they do have poetic and psychological weight. A forlorn and broken individual lashing out at the callous universe and cursing it is something, as an author and poet, I would find, in a literary sense, excellent material and intensely moving. What she lacks in metaphorical Richard Dawkins, she compensates for in metaphorical Antigone. She is Juliet beseeching fickle fate, to the dice of the universe, for a dollop of mercy to abate her grief. And if Britney is Juliet Capulet, well, perhaps, Taylor Swift shall come too her rescue.