In the Stomach of the Jackal: April 2008

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

A Challenge to PZ

I've been bringing Cara Mel and her kittens downstairs into the kitchen during the daytime to give them a change of scenery and to give Cara Mel the chance to spend more time with me and less with the furry hoard. Then this happened: I was, of course, shocked. I hadn't thought she had used the computer at all, let alone enough to have declared herself the Voice of Science. At least she's got a better grasp of the English language than those LOL Cats. Anyway, she has identified PZ Myers as the recipient of this challenge, and has issued the following threat: PZ, if you're reading this, I'd watch out. Sure, I can control Cara's movements now, but once she and the hoard are adopted out, there's no telling how far they will go.

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Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Expelling Lies

Theists could do a lot for their image by expelling the hypocrites and con-artists from their ranks. I guess the 5 or so theists left would feel pretty lonely.

The con-artist I'm thinking about right now are those behind the Expelled, movie. You can see a thorough debunking of their lies at Expelled Exposed, but why take their word for it*? Why not find out for yourself? Go to your local public library, wander over to the QH section and look at the biology books in the 331s. I recommend About Life, by Agutter and Wheatley. It's a short read - 200 pages - written at a level that a middel school student could understand. No previous knowledge of biology is required. What you'll find is that life in incredibly complex, and the natural processes that created it and make it work are far more exciting than faeries or ghosts.

*Expelled Exposed was created by the National Center for Science Education. The goal of science is to expand our knowledge of the universe, and scientific method is the only reliable way humans have found to determine what is true. Don't believe me? How are you reading this, through clairvoyance or a computer screen? Science works, bitches.

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Tuesday, April 8, 2008

A Sonnet

"For They Might Be Giants"

We took a short trek north, over the bridge
Rout PA-28, under the ridge
Twenty five bucks a piece at Mr. Smalls
To see TMBG give it their alls.

We filled that hollowed out church to the brim
With fat old dorks and geeks pale and slim.
They smoked their incense in packs of twenty,
Taking their communion of Wild Turkey.

There was Marty on drums and Dans on strings.
John plays guitar while John keyboards and sings,
"I'm your only friend" and we sing along
With all the words to each and ev'ry song.

I grabbed my ear plugs when my ears got sore.
My hubby wished I had brought one pair more.
Istanbul replaced Constantinople;
Confetti flew blue, yellow and purple.

Where triangles prowled and Gilgimesh walked
I palindromed I, and the cyclops rocked.

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