Monday, November 2, 2015

One of those exploding head days.

Started day with visit to school to deliver a copy of their mailing list. I found a copy for them from nearly two years ago. Brought it over to SMP on flash drive. (Learned later today via telephone message that they couldn't read the flash drive so I burned file to CD and will drop off tomorrow.)

Dropped off burgers to mom to try; picked up eggplant parmigiana and apple pie.

Worked on the leaves.  Antagonized Buddy with the dreaded Sock Storm.

Checked out the news on the Net and that's when BOOM!!

Evangelicals! Again! I don't even really understand them anymore. Their views of reality scares me.

Specifically today: Cruz, Huckabee and Jindal are said to be joining a radical pastor at some sort of convention. The guy thinks gays should be put to death. And they don't mind associating with that kind of person? Killing people for not being what you think they should be? For being something over which they had no control. No say. No input. Wanna get targeted because of hair color? Eye color? Skin color? (Oh yeah, society already does that.) And don't point to The Book as the final word on how someone should be treated. Too many other "commands" being ignored to condemn just gay people. Shall we discuss tattoos? How about clothes of different fabrics? Bacon? Slavery?

Oops! There we go, right off the rails at just the first item.

So I'm already apoplectic over the way they are so blatant in their distain for anyone not in their evangelical club, when along comes another hot button for me: Ted Cruz claims climate change isn't science, it's religion. ARGgggggg!

I really dislike this guy. I recognize his intelligence politically and his impressive debating skills which he honed in Harvard. (His masterful performance at the last GOP debate was nothing but a basic debate technique: don't like the conversation, change the conversation. ) If all his pronouncements are examples of performing debate techniques, it gets tough to fine a solid core. Sometimes when I hear him in a news show, his bombastic presentation reminds me uncomfortably of someone from an earlier age in our history.

Lastly, the third item, the match that torched the fuse: Conservative Texas court to decide if home schoolers can wait for the Rapture instead of teaching their kids

That this is even in court stuns me. OK, freedom of parenting, but isn't blocking a child from societal knowledge about survival as a human gleaned over thousands of years child abuse? When do "beliefs" trump the knowledge mankind has gathered? (But, if you think the world is going to end, why bother?)

I just naturally resist their assurance, their insistence that they know how the universe works without a shred of reproducible evidence. For instance, I question the assertion that "Man was made in the image of God."

First, a few provable observations: a teaspoon of a neutron star would weigh 10 million tons; it would take 1.3 million earths to fill the sun; some stars are way bigger than the sun like Eta Carinae whose radius is 250 times the size of the Sun; a supermassive black hole with a mass equivalent to 17 billion suns is located inside the galaxy NGC 1277 in the constellation Perseus; in some galaxies jets are shooting particles out at near light speed for lengths of millions of light years. Now take these few examples and then multiply all of the previous by billions and billions of times. This is just a microscopic peek at the kind of powers that fill the observable universe. This universe is believed to be under the control of and within the domain of God.

Convince me why—out of any form this God could choose in which to appear—it would choose the form of a rather repulsive, hair-patched creature with disgusting eating habits and smelly orifices. A creature with all the allure of a naked ground mole. Really? We are the image of God? 


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