I had to do two photos. She’s such a sweetheart!
Month: September 2010
Thursday distraction: changed cravings
Lately, I crave a cold glass of water with ice. For a few years, all the water I drank was from a Sigg bottle, and it’s typically only cool to lukewarm.
Have you had recent changes in normalcy? Something you used to do has changed to something slightly different? What is it?
Pic: Where to go to be cured from H1N1
Elections, religion, Rolling Stone, Obama and YOU!
Yesterday, regular LCW reader SAW sent me this article from the NYT about Obama taking the religion horse by the neck and wringing it before the electorate desperately hoping to change his perception before November. He’s kowtowing to the independents who have lost interest in not only him but all democrats.
He’s being sycophantic to me. Little old me. I should get off on it.
The bytes they were playing on NPR were all, I know Jesus died for my sins and that humility is what pushes me forward, or some bull like that. Who cares?
Nonbelievers repeat that it shouldn’t matter in a secular government what religion the president adheres to or if he doesn’t have a religion at all.
It’s all an attempt to kowtow to voters’ emotional heart strings.
Back when George-y boy was in office and he tried appealing to voters, I used to say, “George wants you to think he cares about you. He wants to appeal to you so more people like him. But he doesn’t care about you. He doesn’t have any idea what your miserable life is like.”
The same goes for Obama. He doesn’t care about you and your life. He cares more about the game than your day-to-day welfare. He cares more about popularity, just like ol’ Bushy pants. These guys adults playing childish games.
Rolling Stone magazine published a ball tickler for Obama in this issue. Go check it out. I have to say I enjoyed the article for the most part as I don’t remember ever reading or hearing Bush-daddy’s comments without cringing. Every time Bush tried to make a joke, I would do the teeth-grit-suck-noise face. I’m sure there are people reading this who think the same thing when Obama talks. It’s the nature of the sport.
Josh McDowell on glottogony
In a recent post, I mentioned that I had reread Josh McDowell’s “The New Evidence that Demands a Verdict.” I was flipping through some of my notes, and I wanted to give an example of just how ridiculous McDowell’s research is.
Let me mention that when I was in middle school, I spent many hours watching a video series McDowell sold to churches. I imagine it was something my youth pastor showed us to give himself a little vacation from coming up with “original” material.
This is all to say that my church leaders thought highly enough of McDowell’s academic prowess to use his material in our church.
The Reliability of the Old Testament
In the chapter titled, “Is the Old Testament Historically Reliable,” McDowell explains that, yes, there were creation myths of Babylonia and Sumeria that seem very similar to the biblical story. Only the biblical story is more accurate than those other stories. This ideology falls in line with the Christian idea that the devil tried to confuse believers by having similar creation myths that predate the bible by 1000s of years.
McDowell discredits the gods in those other myths, because they are “evil” and freakishly different than the god of the bible. You know, the different gods … the weird ones … the foreign ones … they are bunk. The regular, run-of-the-mill god in the bible is the much more believable god. He created the heavens and the earth in six days (Genesis 1). He advised his followers to throw babies against rocks to kill them (Psalm 137), and the same one who forced his followers to rape women (Judges 21: 11-12) or rip open the pregnant ones (Hosea 13:16) in villages that they pillaged.
That’s not freakish at all.
Bang Goes The Theory: Richard Dawkins on Eye Evolution
Via Atheist Media
Bible tract: 3 reasons why we should be skeptical of the Theory of Evolution
Somewhere, somehow, Ray Comfort, Carl Werner and Ken Hamm are jumping up and down in a vacant room whilst embracing, crying and thanking the ceiling for the spread of their message.
Via Reddit
True marvel of engineering
Reciprication Dingle arm? I’ve got one for you!
The story goes like this:
Several years ago, Rockwell International decided to get into the heavy duty transmission business. We were getting ready to tape our first introduction video, as a warm up, the professional narrator began what has become a legend within the trucking industry. This man should have won an academy for his stellar performance. Now remember this is strictly off the cuff, nothing is written down, this became the biggest talk in the industry, vs our new product which we were introducing. I think you will enjoy this once in a lifetime performance from this gentleman.
Via Reddit
Religion Pidgeon chirps the hits!
Religion Pidgeon says: Thousands of religions … but mine’s the right one!!!
Comment of the day
A response like the one below almost makes me miss zdenny. A fellow named Patmos Pete responded to this post about Libertarians. In zdenny style, it’s completely disconnected to the topic. But at least zdenny appears to have a mind of his own instead of quoting scripture.
If you’re curious, Patmos was the place the gospel writer John supposedly lived when he wrote the book of Revelation, the book the below comment is from. Patmos is known for its drug cartels stretching back millennia. And like everything in the book of revelation, it’s batshit nuts and is written by the pen of a man drugged out of his mind.
Here’s Patmos Pete’s sober response:
The third message from heaven…
If any man worship the beast and his image, and receive his mark in his forehead, or in his hand, The same shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is poured out without mixture into the cup of his indignation; and he shall be tormented with fire and brimstone in the presence of the holy angels, and in the presence of the Lamb: And the smoke of their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever: and they have no rest day nor night, who worship the beast and his image, and whosoever receiveth the mark of his name.
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