Et tu, Sepia?

Sadly, I must report that the Digital Cuttlefish has joined the flock of negligible pests who seek to raise more money for Camp Quest than me. It’s sad and pathetic — the forces of Team Awful seem to be spending more effort recruiting allies to give them some sense of personal worth than they do actually fundraising. If you’re able to give to a good cause, wouldn’t you rather give it through the agency with less overhead, more efficiency, and a ruthless determination to crush its enemies? Then you must make the obvious choice: give to Team PZ.

As for treacherous cephalopods…the rhyme for this is “om nom nom nom nom”. Repeat for a few dozen more lines.

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I get email

I almost thought this note was from George W. Bush, and had to double check to see that the author was actually some random guy named Richard Williamson.

Didn’t your mommy love you when you were younger… Did she tell you be careful what you say to strangers !!!!!

Remember, those you can DO, those you can’t TEACH !!

Semper Fi

I’m trying to puzzle that phrase out. So if I can’t teach you, I get to do you? This is a novel disincentive that will immediately set my students to improving their grades.

What must it be like to go through life with such incoherent thoughts? I don’t know, and I’m not willing to subject myself to the kind of brain damage that would let me find out.

Episode CCIV: Christianity poisons everything

Don’t watch this video unless you really want to lose all hope for humanity. Remember when all the great musicians were composing religious music? (OK, it was long before our time, unless you’re a few centuries old, but you know what I mean.)

And hey, what’s with all the chattiness? I’m off at a conference and haven’t had time to put up much content, so the comment threads are all exploding. Should I just shut up permanently?

(Last edition of TET; Current totals: 12,317 entries with 1,363,816 comments.)

Why giraffes? I don’t know.

There’s this strange website run out of Morris, Minnesota: it’s called Giraffes Drawn By People Who Shouldn’t Be Drawing Giraffes, and what it is is a collection of sketches of giraffes drawn by random people Josh Preston collars (perhaps he will ask you for a giraffe someday). He managed to get a giraffe badly drawn by me, which just goes to show that the title of the site is pretty darned accurate, and he’s also got one by Jen who apparently was born to draw giraffes.

Anyway, read them for the stories about getting the pictures, not for the pictures. Although don’t read mine — he reveals awful secrets that may mean he’ll have to disappear soon. Even if it actually is true and accurate in every word.

I guess fish don’t count

I do experiments on fish. I’ve killed tens of thousands of embryos, but, you know, I take care to minimize pain, and do it for a purpose that can’t be achieved any other way; I also have to answer to committees that enforce ethical conduct in animal care and use.

No such rules apply if you are a Christian priest.

Well, yesterday’s sermon was a big hit! We had a mass execution of 200 feeder fish that I pulled out of a fish tank and then threw all over the floor. The kids were in shock and then started to pic them up and put them back into the fish tank. Obviously, most of them died in the effort…the point however was made that they cared ore about .15 cent feeder fish then they do about their friends dying w/o Christ.

Damned straight. I certainly hope more people care about living creatures than they do about what weird religious sect their friends have adopted.

I am also not surprised that kids are shocked to discover their priest has such a callous disregard for life — I hope it was the first step in freeing some of their minds from the embrace of the Christian death cult.