Song of the Glob: I'm a Realist - The Cribs
It's been far too long. I've been meaning to write here for ages but every time I open Blogger, the Dashboard cunningly stares me in the eyes and removes my thoughts from my mind. Microsoft Word is worse for that, though.
I had a fight with some religious people. It was kind of... well, a little unfair since there were several of them talking to me at once, with new messages being sent every 2 seconds, leaving little time to do speed-research to get facts, and it was hard to keep track of what was going on. They probably feel like they've won, but I could have gone on for hours. I did go on for hours. I've prevented myself from going back to that forum and I've been trying really hard to not read anything pro-creationism because... it's dangerous. I would likely say something that would lead to another something and 4 hours later, nothing will have changed except for my blood pressure and the number of days I will have to live on this planet. What do I mean? I mean it's so stressful that it has real physical effects on me that probably shave off days of my life. Fighting isn't worth my time nor risking my well-being. Ignorance just drives me nuts and I pity those who have their heads so deep in the sand. All I want to do is get people to question things and hopefully, though it's probably impossible, stop feeding their high-chair seated kids mashed peas and carrots with a side of bible study.
There is a cloud.
And I can blow it away.
But some people like the cloud.
So I can't.
And I hate it.
And they're so hypocritical.
I hate it.
I don't think it's because I won't believe what the bible says, I think it's because of the fear that I might be right. And what if I am? Then what? I guess it would be hard to let go of that invisible friend you've talked to for so long.
Know what I called my invisible friend? Miko.
No. I never had an imaginary friend. I never needed to. I pretended my stuffed animals were real but I could see them, and I always knew they wouldn't talk back to me and they would never come alive. But I liked talking to them and I liked pretending they'd talk to me. Then I grew up.
The argument I was talking about before started with a question regarding Noah's Ark.
There was one thing I didn't mention when I was writing about the story here in my glob: The animals would have died. - Kind of important.
Even if god made sure they'd arrive alive, they would not only eat each other after God gave them the OK to meat because they wouldn't have reproduced or dispersed fast enough, but they'd probably die once they got to land. They spent about a year on that boat, miraculously fitting along with the food (which a crew of 8 could not have effectively distributed among all the animals every day), supplies, and waste. The animals' and humans' wastes must have been stored on board because there is no evidence of their crap in the sea and believe me, the amounts of crap that would have been thrown overboard during that year would have left some traces. It wouldn't have fit, and if it did, it would have caused major health problems, not to mention an unbearable stench.
Think about it, 8 people to clean up loads and loads of poop. How did they rid the ark of the big animals' poop when they were lower in the ark? ELEPHANT crap. How big is that stuff, again? They carried it up and out? Every day for a year? And fed everyone including themselves? The birds would have died. Their poop hardens quickly and it isn't easy to clean. If they didn't die on the boat, they would have died right after they got off - when god's power to keep them alive was no longer valid.
Waste = disease. Somehow nobody got hepatitis C and none of the animals got sick?
Also, the small confinements in which they were kept would have killed them too. Many species need very different kinds of, and extremely specific, climates in which to live and survive.
Not that anybody will actually take the time to read this but it's very, very interesting: http://www.essortment.com/all/noahfloodepic_rmtq.htm
The Noah story alone disproves the bible. You're supposed to believe everything the book says, right? Well, if you can prove this story happened exactly the way it's told, then maybe I'll consider believing. Too bad I know that you can't. You can still try, by all means. Leave a comment.
I think it's funny how religious people try so hard to disprove evolution. They beat it with their "oh-so-many" religious scientists, with already refuted pro-creationism "scientific" claims (refuted thanks to science), with their 8GB iPods (existing thanks to science), also with which they watch creationist lectures, and they beat it with their prayers that take up god's time (while he could be helping kids with malaria, they're taking up prayer time so they win the soccer game...) But you know what creationists don't do?
They don't prove the bible. They don't even try.
A lot of Christians have lost my respect. For saying things like this (a REAL sign, not one of those doctored ones):
And don't ever quote Martin Luther to me. He might have said some good things but he also said this:
"But the Jews are so hardened that they listen to nothing; though overcome by testimonies they yield not an inch. It is a pernicious race, oppressing all men by their usury and rapine. If they give a prince or magistrate a thousand florins, they extort twenty thousand from the subjects in payment. We must ever keep on guard against them. " - Table Talk, pg863
"Idiots, the lame, the blind, the dumb, are men in whom the devils have established themselves: and all the physicians who heal these infirmities, as though they proceeded from natural causes, are ignorant blockheads."
"If [women] become tired or even die, that does not matter. Let them die in childbirth--that is why they are there."
"Reason must be deluded, blinded, and destroyed. Faith must trample underfoot all reason, sense, and understanding, and whatever it sees must be put out of sight and ... know nothing but the word of God."
Too many religious people think like Gingi: