It’s a travel day. Skepticon awaits. I’m going to spend the morning teaching, and then Mary and I will be rushing off to the airport, getting in to Springfield around 8:30 tonight.
I remember, once upon a time, back in the 1990s, while reading the usenet group Talk.Origins, that some creationist named Lionel Tun declared that all animals used to be vegetarian, and that T. rex used its teeth to cut down trees and eat tough fruit, like pineapples, and that their jaws were clearly designed to slice open coconuts. This was obviously contrary to the mechanics of these carnivorous animals’ jaws, their anatomy, and their digestive physiology. We laughed and laughed, and this was one of the gleefully cited examples of creationist idiocy that got cited for years afterwards.
It looks like that’s what I’m going to get, though. Mother Jones sent a reporter to the Urban Shield conference, a gathering of cops and their new toys. It’s chilling.
Answers in Genesis has been playing fast and loose with their taxation status: AiG itself is a religious non-profit, but they created a for-profit subsidiary to handle their theme park…and apparently, they shuffle tax-deductible donations to one to the other. The FFRF has lawyers who are trying to sic the IRS on them.
But the University of Hawaii at Mānoa looks to be more broken than others. Christie Wilcox writes about the budget cuts there: the place is being gouged to the bone — the College of Natural Sciences has a cohort of graduate students to whom they are failing to live up to their responsibilities (the university brought them in, these students made a commitment to UH Mānoa, you don’t get to suddenly decide midway through their training to abandon your obligations.)
Jaden and Willow Smith, the alien space children of Jada Pinkett Smith and Will Smith, have been interviewed by the New York Times. It is a phantasmagorical journey into the minds of two people who have never had to deal with reality, and spend all their time dwelling on shallow deepities. They croon about quantum physics, and how time doesn’t actually exist, because
I can make it go slow or fast, however I please, and they dismiss other people’s books because
There’re no novels that I like to read so I write my own novels, and then I read them again, and it’s the best thing. I kept reading to get to the part where their narcissism balloons to enormous size, and then gets sucked into their navels, and they disappear in a burst of solipsism, but it never happened, sadly.
I did get to read about their interpretation of development, though.