So…when is this play, Darwin in Malibu, going on tour? I’d see it.
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Evolution, development, and random biological ejaculations from a godless liberal
So…when is this play, Darwin in Malibu, going on tour? I’d see it.
Wow, it’s only Monday, but I think it’ll be awfully unlikely that we see anyone limbo under the bar of sucky vileness set by Sylvia Browne this week. Watch her lie to a grieving woman. It’ll make you want to take a loofah to your eyeballs.
Oh, wait…am I being stupid in my certainty that Browne is a despicable con artist?
Two can play this game—Chad Orzel, who sometimes likes to blame his insufficient popularity on his off-puttingly deep wisdom and excessive sense of moderation and fair play, notes approvingly that “All the world’s stupidest people are either zealots or atheists,” and that “certainty only comes from dogma,” both rather interesting statements coming from a scientist. My certainty that I shouldn’t step out of my second-story window, or that I shouldn’t eat a large cake of rat poison, don’t come from personal experience, but they aren’t dogmatic, either—although I’m awfully darn certain that warfarin and high velocity impacts with solid surfaces would probably be lethal. I can think of many examples and experiments that demonstrate these facts without actually having to experience mortality personally, or requiring blind adherence to unsupported dogma.
Similarly, I am sensible enough to see that religion is an irrational course, without having to actually meet God face-to-face, and without having to comb through every particle of the universe looking for him. Waffling is not a virtue, nor is an absence of conviction a signifier of open-mindedness—not when the evidence all points one way.
Neither is traffic to a weblog a measure of its accuracy, whether inversely or otherwise, and heck, I don’t get fifty thousand visitors a day, either. I hope he’ll forgive me for adding to his damning tally of visitors with this link.
Plans for my army of zombie cephalopod-cyborgs proceed apace. First target: Holland!
Go ahead, open the dikes—nothing will stop them.
(via My Confined Space)
Wilkins pins the blame where it belongs: on on a medieval hierarchical concept that Darwin actively negated. It’s a very thorough take-down, not that fans of D. James Kennedy will even notice.
It’s not every day that one of the Istari gets tenure.
Say, did anyone mention to his review committee that he’s an immortal? This is going to wreak havoc with the college’s finances once he has accumulated some more seniority.
The BIG fair, the Minnesota state fair, is going on right now, and Karina Hill is letting people vote on exactly which repellent Midwestern grease lump on a stick she should eat. Here’s the menu:
- Fried cheese puffs
- Cajun Season Alligator Sausage on-a-stick
- Deep Fried Cheese on a stick
- Jerk pork chop drummy
- Pancake wrapped around sausage on-a-stick
- Uffda Treat
- Belgium waffle on-a-stick
- Australian Battered Potatoes
- Cheese-burger calzones on-a-stick
- Wild Rice corndogs
- Key Lime Pie on-a-stick
- Dogzilla
- Egg-roll on-a-stick
- Fried-Egg Bagel Sandwich
- Pizza on-a-stick
- Political pop
- Deep-fried twinkies
- Chicken-chops
- Frozen Coffee on-a-stick
- Deep fried cheese curds
- Tater-tot hotdish on-a-stick
- Spaghetti and Meatball on-a-stick
- Deep-fried candy bar on-a-stick
- Deep fried oreos
- Deep-fried spudsters on-a-stick
- Spicy buffalo chicken filled wonton
- Blackened Cajun steak on-a-stick
- Bug juice
- Scotch Meatball on-a-stick
- Puff-daddy on-a-stick
- Pizza burgers
- Ice-cream on-a-stick
- Fresh chocolate dipped marshmallows on-a-stick
- Wall-Eye on-a-stick
- Mac-n-cheese on-a-stick
- Batter-dipped deep-fried chocolate chip cookies on-a-stick
- Fried ravioli garlic bread
If you’re the kind of wretched humanity-hating bastard who’d inflict any of those things on this poor woman’s digestive tract, circulatory system, kidneys, and brain, go ahead—vote at Minnesota Stories.
Warning: Tater-tot hotdish on-a-stick is disturbingly phallic.
Pope Ratzi is getting ready to get medieval on the Catholic church—he’s meeting this week to prepare to smack down those uppity scientists.
The Florida Baptist Witness got various candidates for office to answer a few questions. They’re bad questions, almost entirely focused on the issues of the religious right, but Katherine Harris clasped them to her bosom and ran with them. It’s actually kind of creepy.
Oh, no. Our work is never going to end. You should take a look at the new Politically Incorrect Guides that will be coming out after Wells’.
At least the Politically Incorrect Guide to the Holocaust looks like it will be very short.
