I’ve been remiss , and not added to this blog for far too long. Shucks. So I’m sorry, and I’ll try to do better.

I’m getting bored, though. Bored with arguing with the religious. They never seem to come up with anything new. Maybe I’m a product of my time, and have a short attention span or something like that, but this shit has surely gone on for long enough. The arguments that the religious present for why they are right and I (and others) are wrong are old, repetitive, and have all been shown to be manifest bullshit.

It’s tiresome. Seriously. I can’t even summon up the energy right now to be funny about it. Irreducible Complexity (not what they think it is, and not evidence for design anyway). Uncaused Causes (hey Kalamity Kraig, the fact that you can’t get your head around the idea that “you” are the product of emergent complexity doesn’t mean that you’re clever, it just means that you don’t fucking well understand what you’re talking about). Conflation of Evolution with Explanation of Everything (can you people please pay attention to the smallest, simplest matter of semantics when you try to argue?) The constant misuse of the word Proof, where the word Evidence is what they think they’re talking about. The insistence that, well, that they even have a fucking argument that holds water.

They don’t. They celebrate people like Platinga and Craig because those buggers use big words and are on their side. Newsflash: “big words” and “on my side” does not equate to “right”. In these cases it equates to “you metaphorically sucking his dick because he seems to be all fucking intellectually awesome and shit, and it makes you go all gooey.”

Craig is absolutely astonished that people will point out that we’re not even sure that stuff even begins to exist, except in a really pedestrian way like saying a loaf of bread didn’t exist until the ingredients were brought together and baked, or a fox didn’t exist until the mummy and daddy fox did the fox rumpy-pumpy … completely ignoring the fact that all of the elements that go into such things can be rendered out, and it’s only the arrangement (with some element of time) that gives us Craig and his penchant for bullshit. That people can actually grasp this idea is seriously baffling to him. He, amusingly enough, thinks that this is indicative of poor education. The people who don’t understand that Kraig is really just an arrangement of atoms that behaves in utterly fucking stupid ways are, in his view, sophomoric. They don’t have any critical faculties.

What’s that situation where your head is so far up your arse you can’t even tell it’s up your arse? Oh, yeah… Dunning-Kreuger. I’m calling a D-K on Kraig. Platinga really isn’t any better. And these blokes is the best they have to offer, apparently.

Come on, people. You’re boring me. You, supposedly, have the fucking Creator Big Man Who Knows Everything on your side (or you’re on his) and this is the best you can do? Frankly, it’s utter shite. How about you get some fucking miracles happening or something. That might at least be interesting.