Check out the pulp edition of the Carnival of the Godless — it’s got pulp superheroes narrating the action. I never quite imagined Occam as a ham-fisted bruiser, but OK…
If you prefer a softer approach than those scary godless atheists, there’s also a Humanist Symposium available today.
As usual, Revere has a short, clear sermonette. He does make one mistake, though: he compares theology to a chess game in which there are many intricacies, but that the details don’t mean anything about how you should govern your life. “Chess” is the wrong answer. It’s more like Calvinball. That’s right, Calvinball. Calvinball is the correct answer. Otherwise, it seems to have garnered a lot of comments from the usual tiresome suspects who emerge to bitch and moan about bad, bad atheists who dare to say what they think without softening the blow.
Wilkins despairs. He’s discovered an archive of anti-creationist literature from the ’20s and 30s, and notes that nothing has changed, and his expectation that the religious would abandon creationism to strengthen their own agendas has failed. Buck up, John! No one expects rapid social change on something so deep-rooted, and even though I aspire to see religion reduced to nothing but a sad punchline to a bad old joke, I don’t expect it to happen in my lifetime, or my children’s lifetime, or even my grandchildren’s (if any). Don’t moan about the distance to the destination, savor the journey! Or in this case, Oy! Enjoy the brawl!
Reed seems to think the good guys won in a battle over the dishonest phrasing of a description of the Creation “Museum” published in a Kentucky visitor’s bureau pamphlet. They’ve backed down and changed the wording…but I’m in agreement with Greg. What did Ken Ham get out of this? A little controversy, a little free advertising, and he still has the state of Kentucky promoting his lies for him. This is a victory?