Hey, America!
Do me a favor, okay?
Spell this word right: Atheist. Continue reading “A—THE—IST”
I’m going to make two predictions.
First, Rick Perry is going to be the GOP presidential candidate. No question.
With that in mind, picture this:
Tall handsome Christian conservative “just folks” white guy with ultra-photogenic hair vs. skinny, nappy-headed, big-eared black guy who turned out not to be the savior of the world. Continue reading “The President of Rich Christian White Men”
Slightly annoying Fark headline:
If that’s too small to read, it says “Columnist attempts to debunk 10 myths about atheists, manages to prove 9 of them are true.”
Got my back hair up for a minute or so, and I rushed over to read the article.
Then I remembered “Oh. Fark headline. It’s humor.”
Clint Eastwood wins major Decent Guy points, despite (these days, anyway) being a registered Republican.
I googled “Clint Eastwood Quotes” and most of the lists contain movie lines like “Go ahead. Make my day.” and “…You’ve got to ask yourself one question — Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?”
… which are not really Clint Eastwood quotes, but script-writer quotes, or movie-character quotes.
The REAL stuff is so much better:
“These people who are making a big deal out of gay marriage? I don’t give a fuck about who wants to get married to anybody else! Why not?! We’re making a big deal out of things we shouldn’t be making a deal out of.”
“They go on and on with all this bullshit about ‘sanctity’ — don’t give me that sanctity crap! Just give everybody the chance to have the life they want.”
It was hot, the day the coyotes danced.
It was about 1990, and I was ranch-sitting at a friend’s ranch in Bishop, California. The owner was up in the mountains all summer, but there were cattle at the ranch, and somebody needed to be there to look after them.
In this particular case, ranch-sitting was a minimalist job. The cattle were out in a pasture with plenty of water and grass, and cattle don’t need much more than that. Really, all I had to do was walk the pastures once a day and make sure nobody was sick or injured or dead. Continue reading “When Coyotes Danced”
Suddenly I *GET* zombie movies. Zombies are religious people. Atheists and rationalists are the normal ones. The horror of the metaphorical “zombie takeover” is what you experience when you wake up from religion and discover that everybody around you is still a zombie. AND THEY WANT YOUR BRAIN. Continue reading “Short Takes from Facebook 1”
In answer to an FBF’s (Facebook Friend) question:
What is your current Philosophy of Life? Continue reading “Short Takes from Facebook 2”
Cure Faith lists “7 reasons why becoming an atheist sucks.”
Best part is here:
7. You dumb.
You have to admit you were horribly deluded. You might just have to dissect your lost faith inside and out, and maybe start a blog to lure others into the bleak reality you have discovered. What’s worse is that all the faithful are exposed as the infected they have always been. Like waking from your stupor amongst the flesh eating zombie hoard, you are not in a better place!
I have a good friend who paints dinosaurs. (And other critters.)
This is not “just some guy” who does it in his spare time, but a serious natural history illustrator who has worked for museums all over the world, whose paintings have, just within the past year or so, opened exhibits in Beijing; Paris; Pisa, Italy; and Washington, D.C.
He’s had illustrations in four of science writer Carl Zimmer’s books, including a fantastic cover illustration for a book coming in Fall of 2012. Continue reading “Name Dropping: Carl Buell Rocks! And I Know Him!”
I’ve said many times that the cost of religion is something none of us can estimate. Even those of us willing to come out and say we don’t believe it, and perhaps even actively dislike it, usually don’t see it as very damaging.
But ask yourself, anytime a person gets in the news as opposing some aspect of medical science, who is it likely to be? And what source are they using for their opposition?
Right. Religious people, and the Bible. Continue reading “Ten Thousand Years of Speed Bumps”