Biblical verification of an atheist message

Austin has put up one of those mild, positive, and effective billboards that so rile up the faithful. It’s impressive that it’s happening in Texas, but I noticed something portentious in its placement: it’s on I-35, a road familiar to me as the major north-south artery in this region (Minnesota and Texas have a direct connection, you see). I-35 also has a freakish association in the fundagelical brain, because of a passage in Isaiah 35:8:

And an highway shall be there, and a way, and it shall be called The way of holiness; the unclean shall not pass over it; but it shall be for those: the wayfaring men, though fools, shall not err therein.

If any indignant bible-lovin’ Texans start complaining about the billboard, I suggest we tell them to read their Good Book, where it clearly says there can be no error in the sign.

Episode LXXV: My people

I have allowed the amazing thread to go on a little too long, but my excuse is that I’m distracted. When I’m not trying to get some work done in my hotel room, I’m out among the milling hordes at Convergence. I warn you, the video below may horrify some…but these motley nerds, geeks, weirdos, freaks, and strangely imaginative and gentle partiers are my people.

It’s going to be interesting tonight. The Trophy Wife™, who is actually a normal person and has never been to a con before, arrives to find out what goes on at these things, and there may be a little culture shock. It could unlock her inner geek, or there may be marriage counseling and psychiatry in our future. I can take being locked in the rubber room, dear, as long as there is wireless.

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Zombie sightings

Frickin’ electricity, how does it work?

This is a scanned page from a Christian science textbook published by Bob Jones University. I think they’ve been listening to too much Insane Clown Posse.

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We’re all just mindless zombies here at scienceblogs, but somehow, BJU is even more brainless. I swear, a creationist could walk by right now and I wouldn’t even drool. But even in my decaying state, and as a biologist, not a physicist, I can answer this one.

Electricity is not a mystery on the level this book is discussing. There is a lot we don’t know about fundamental particles, but we understand the principles of electromagnetism so well that we can use it to build hair dryers and Large Hadron Colliders; to make the argument that we are mystified by it is lying to the kids.

The common creationist argument that we can only know what we directly perceive with our unaided senses is also nonsense. One could argue that we don’t really see people, what we do is gather photons that have been perturbed, we think, by a body, and infer the existence of a person…but that’s sophistry. It is no less ‘seeing electricity’ to say that I can hook up a current meter to a couple of wires and see a needle move in response to the flow of electrons.

That second paragraph is a horror of gobbledygook. Apparently, they think electricity is something like oil, a substance lying in large deposits that must be harvested and poured into your hairdryer to make it work. A current, as mentioned above, is produced by the movement of charged particles, nothing more or less. The sun produces moving charged particles, so it is a source of electricity, and the movement of the earth generates an electromagnetic field, but I can also do the zombie shuffle across the carpet to build up an excess of charged particles and touch the cat to allow them to flow, creating electricity myself, like unto a God. I do not have to create particles to make electricity, I just have to make them move.

Also, if that little girl did not use electricity, she would be dead. All of the cells in your body create charge imbalances by pumping charged ions across their membranes, and using the flow of ions back across those membranes to create chemical energy — they are machines that convert chemical energy into electricity that is used to power little dynamos that create stored chemical energy. We also use the gated movements of charged ions to generate electrical currents in our nerves and muscles, which is how we think and move.

Isn’t it nice how clearly religion is shown to be a science-stopper? Just take common questions, declare them a mystery and that no one has an answer, and presto, religion becomes an authority. An authority stuck at a dead end.

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Who are you gonna save, zombies or sharks?

I know you all think sharks are tough, vicious eating machines which have thrived for hundreds of millions of years, but many species face extinction from overfishing, unprincipled slaughter, and, well, the zombie menace.

Seriously, they’re at risk, and some organizations are working to save sharks. And unfortunately, that requires money. Currently, one group from Shark Rescue is in a desert race to raise attention about the plight of the sharks, and to raise money (there aren’t many sharks in the Gobi Desert, I know, but the goal is planetary awareness, with sharks as just one example). Donate if you can.

Compensate for the zombie depradations, if nothing else.

We’re all doooomed!

I’m very, very sorry. You know that little malware incident the other day? We’ve discovered what the nasty thing did: it’s infected us here at scienceblogs, and there’s an epidemic sweeping through the team. Symptoms are cold-heartedness, decay, lack of affect, deadness, corruption, sudden surges of frenzied aggression, and cannibalistic impulses.

That’s right. We’re all turning into New Atheists. Or zombies. One or the other, it’s hard to tell the difference.

Clearly, I have an advantage here, since there’s actually little change in my condition. I did feel a pressing desire to disembowel someone, but snarled a little at Henry Gee and tweaked the style sheet for the site to a set of colors that will ravage all the readers’ tender eyeballs and brains, and felt fully satisfied — my appetites are unchanged. Tasteless, vicious savagery is always what you get here.

Look around the other blogs over the course of the day — they’re all going to experience the effects of this weird infection at different times. Report back with zombie sightings, if you’d like. Or whatever. I don’t care any more. There’s only the hunger.

Hmmm…the Trophy Wife is curled up all innocent and unsuspecting in bed right now…