A Day to Draw Mo

Speaking of anniversaries (re: PZ’s 10 years), today is the second annual anniversary of Everybody Draw Mohammed Day.

From the Wikipedia entry, here’s a paragraph honoring people who live in some alternate universe in which the concept of freedom of expression is poorly understood:

Law professor and blogger Ann Althouse rejected the Everybody Draw Mohammed Day idea because “depictions of Muhammad offend millions of Muslims who are no part of the violent threats.” James Taranto, writing in the “Best of the Web Today” column at The Wall Street Journal, also objected to the idea, not only because depicting Mohammed “is inconsiderate of the sensibilities of others”, but also because “it defines those others—Muslims—as being outside of our culture, unworthy of the courtesy we readily accord to insiders.” Bill Walsh of Bedford Minuteman wrote critically of the initiative, which seemed “petulant and childish” to him: “It attempts to battle religious zealotry with rudeness and sacrilege, and we can only wait to see what happens, but I fear it won’t be good.” Janet Albrechtsen wrote in The Australian, “As a cartoon, it was mildly amusing. As a campaign, it’s crass and gratuitously offensive.”Writing for New York University’s Center for Religion and Media publication, The Revealer, Jeremy F. Walton called the event a “blasphemous faux holiday”, which would “only serve to reinforce broader American misunderstandings of Islam and Muslims”.

Anyway, if you’ve got something to contribute, I’m here for yuh. Send it!

Also, the end of the Wikipedia piece says the originator of the event, Molly Norris, “has since changed her name and gone into hiding.”

That REALLY just pisses me off.

Celebrate, We Must. Yes.

PZ sits on the Tentacled Throne

According to the Wikipedia article on PZ Myers, “Pharyngula.org was started on June 19, 2002.”

Surely that means there will be some sort of celebration — on or about June 19, 2012 — in honor of a full DECADE of delightful and curmudgeonly atheist blogging? (Few will remember that PZ’s entire first year was devoted mostly to talk of squid sex.)

I’m thinking backyard barbecue. Liquor should be involved.

My Wonderful, Fabulous Life, or, Why You Should (Should Not) Envy Me

Atheism is not all I do. It’s sort of my curse that most things interest me. Used to be, EVERYTHING interested me, but I’ve gotten more conservative in my old age. The uncool part of the condition is that it’s been hard to focus on any one thing, and actually make a good living at it. The cool part is, it’s been (is being) a fun ride.

One of my things is adventuring. Doing stuff for the fun of it. I would actually like to make a living at it, and have been working, at a glacial pace, to develop a website — AdventYear — of “Outdoor Adventures for Fat Old People.” Continue reading “My Wonderful, Fabulous Life, or, Why You Should (Should Not) Envy Me”

Short Stack #13

[Apology in advance: Some of these may be repeats.]

Jesus praying to God is the same as masturbation.

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New Superstitions for the Modern Age: If your oatmeal has black specks in it, and if you eat the black specks, you will sicken and die. Eight-year-olds, take note.

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Why, yes, you’re right. It IS a “mute” point. Probably best to say no more about it. Continue reading “Short Stack #13”

God Without Spellcheck 2

Thanks to Barry Andrew for the heads-up on the following image:


From their website: “The North Georgia Falcons are a homeschool football team with high school and middle school players. We play football in the Glory For Christ football league, which is made up of Christian School teams and Homeschool teams.”

The lead post at the Glory for Christ Football League site — “Our purpose in life is to give glory to God!” — is at the moment a large ad for the concussion-preventing Guardian football helmet. That’s just slightly ironic, you have to admit (Wait, you say you want to give glory to God by playing football, but you’re not willing to risk everything for Him?), but I’m not going to make too much fun of it. At least they’re not attempting to pray away concussions.

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Doing a search for the origin of the photo, I found these comments on the New York Times website, a couple of letters to the Sports Editor:

Re ”Home Schooling, Home Teams,” June 26: Perhaps the home-schoolers need to rethink their Priority List, as ”3. Acedemics” and ”4. Atheletics” are misspelled on the sign in a photograph accompanying the article.

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I prefer to think that it was an act of kindness rather than an oversight that compelled you not to notice the misspellings in the North Georgia Falcons Priority List. I commend you on your forbearance. As to the priorities listed on the sign, it is painfully clear that spelling ranks nowhere near the top.

However, the picture referred to does not at present appear with the article, leading me to believe it was scrubbed by a kindly editor, possibly after being contacted by certain embarrassed parties.

God Without Spellcheck

I love/hate this kind of thing. Either way, it’s often worth a laugh.

I’m sure you have your own unfavorite misspelled signs, posters, etc., from the goddy demographic. Send me some links! Let’s start a collection.

Fanboy Does ‘Wrath of the Titans’

Wrath of the Titans: Whoo-boy, a serious action movie, with some beautiful special effects.

Fortunately, the Titans production team threw a bit less at us in the way of breathtaking visual intricacy — such as that of the too-frenetic Transformer movies, which I sometimes had a hard time following and lost interest in as a result.

Good stuff:

Special Effects. Being me, I HAD to like the flying horse, but there were some other effects that were even better. Continue reading “Fanboy Does ‘Wrath of the Titans’”

Murderous Purple Panda Terrifies Terrified Children

Sorry, can’t help but laugh at this. ABC News reports on an incident at Pennsylvania’s Center in the Woods preschool.

“Mr. McFeely” (the name alone made me laugh; sounds more like a Catholic preschool character), apparently a delivery man on Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood, introduces the kids to special guest Purple Panda. As the costumed character enters the room, Panda-monium breaks out: The kids scream and run.

Babies. Lemons.

Ah, if only we had this instinctive reaction the first time we were spoonfed the family religion …

Also: I still have this same sort of reaction when I bite into a lemon.