A song that could be silent. An ocean that could be dry. How about a book that could be nothing but deepities? That last one exists: it’s called A God That Could Be Real: Spirituality, Science, and the Future of Our Planet
It’s the last week for the fundraiser for the conference on secular women, to be held in Minneapolis this summer. Last chance! Get your donations in by Thursday!
This is an amazing “discovery”! Someone named JA Tetro has been selling interviews and articles to women’s magazines and other credulous sources, claiming that your microbiome is the key to compatibility.
Tetro says that when you kiss your date, his or her germs make their way into your mouth’s ecosystem. And if it’s a match, you’ll want to keep smooching.
This study does one amazing thing, it shows you that kissing is the best way to find a mate for the long term. It might sound really gross but if the bacteria from the other person harmonizes with your bacteria, your immune system is all good. You feel a sense of calm and happiness, maybe even addiction,he explained.
But if the bacteria don’t align with your microbes, you actually feel disgust and revolt. Your immune system is rejecting that person as a possible mate.
Breaking news: an attack on a cartoonist who had drawn a picture of Mohommed has led to another death.
Gunmen stormed a Copenhagen building Saturday where controversial cartoonist Lars Vilks and his supporters had gathered, killing one man and wounding three police officers before driving away from the scene, police and witnesses said.
People killing people over bad ideas…it’s got to stop.
Just in case you can’t make it out to Fargo or LA this weekend, where I’ll be, I’m going to reciprocate by not showing up at the Creation Science Fair.
Twin Cities Creation Science Fair (Fair Guidelines)
University of Northwestern, Maranatha Hall
3003 North Snelling Ave. Roseville Minnesota
Next October, the People of Color Beyond Faith Network, Black Skeptics Group, Houston Black Non-Believers, Black Freethinkers, the American Humanist Association and African Americans for Humanism are sponsoring the second Moving Social Justice conference, to be held in Houston, Texas. These are people who are as godless as it gets, and somehow they’re able to recognize that social justice issues can and ought to be front and center in a secular, rational, religion-free community.
I am perpetually baffled by other atheists who think it shouldn’t even be on the map.
It’s been a long busy day, and I am exasperated that I get online now and discover that my fellow atheists have been desperately gleeful to have discovered excuses to justify evading any responsibility for the murders of Deah Shaddy Barakat, Yusor Mohammad, and Razan Mohammad Abu-Salha. The killing was over a parking spot; he was one of those crazy gun-fondlers. Let’s sieze any excuse to deflect an obligation to think. It’s just like with Elliot Rodger: he didn’t shoot those people because he hates women, it was because he was mentally ill.
That he was a member of my group is just a coincidence, we’re blameless, it’s his membership in some other group that is at fault!
There was a terrible murder in Chapel Hill last night: three members of a family, Deah Shaddy Barakat, Yusor Mohammad, Razan Mohammad Abu-Salha, were gunned down by a bloody-minded fanatic. Part of the motive was obvious from their names. These were Muslims. We all know how much hatred Muslims get in this country.
I never watched Oprah, because she was a gullible woo-artist; I don’t watch Dr Oz, because he’s quack; and now all I can say is fuck Bill Maher, because he’s a crank on so many things. On his latest show, he surrounded himself with Marianne Williamson, a “spiritual teacher” and proponent of prayer, Amy Holmes, a news announcer for The Blaze (Glenn Beck’s spinoff), and some guy who didn’t say much, and he went off on a grand tour of kook talk, confident that his panelists wouldn’t disagree with him. Watch. Be embarrased for him.
I can’t really recommend this long article about MRAs. It’s not awful, but it seems determined to demonstrate something no one had questioned: “golly, not all MRAs are neckbearded trolls. They’re humans too!” OK, I know and agree; there are circumstances in which anyone could have a civilized conversation with them…which the author proceeds to do, talking to a random MRA named Max in Chicago, and also calling up Paul Elam and Roosh, and in every case doing his very best to put them in a good light, while not easing up on their awful opinions.
