February 12, 2009 is the 200th birthday of Charles Darwin, quite possibly one of the most important figures in human history. I'm not saying the most, but definitely somewhere in the top 100.
But why, you may ask, is there so much emphasis put on this man and his writings?
Why are his theories so important?
I'm glad you asked that question. If you weren't going to ask, screw you. I hope you would have asked eventually.
Darwin's theories on evolution and natural selection are important for three huge reasons.
First, they show us how life took the shape that it has today, and how it got there. Modern biological research would probably not exist in its current form if it wasn't for the the theory of natural selection.
Second, his writings showed the world that, for the first time, something complex could come from something simple, working either on its own or under a specific series of guidelines. As humans, we're used to thinking of time based off of our lifetimes, so we tend to think that if it doesn't change during our tiny lifespans, then it must not change. But the Universe works a heck of a lot differently than we do, and it has much more time. While a million years might seem like a long time for us, it is merely a day or a week in the history of the Earth. Also, natural selection showed how a species can create its own path in this world by selective breeding. I'll get into more detail about that in another post.
Finally, and of possibly greatest importance for future generations, Darwin showed humanity for the first time how life can exist without God. I'm not saying there weren't Atheists before Darwin, but they had it much harder than we do today, and not just because of the Catholics (The Inquisition, what a show). They didn't have an explanation as to how the world began, how life began, or how the Universe started. They had a likely supposition, but that was it. They were lacking evidence and a theory. Because of this, a lot of people were Deists - They didn't believe in a personal god like Yahweh or Allah, but because they didn't have a God-Free explanation for the world around them like we do today, they were forced to say that some kind of "Grand Architect" made the laws of the universe and of science. (BTW, the founding fathers were Deists. Why do you think we have a separation of Church and State, but not one mention of JC and the Holy Ghost in the Constitution?)
But, Darwin and Natural Selection changed this. Even though he never specifically pointed out humans in his work, it was certainly implied that we evolved to become the hairless (some more than others) bipedal primates that wear hats and talk that you see today. Because the problem that people realized with a divine creator, whether or not they were directly involved with the design of life, was the problem of infinite regression. Let's say God created the world. Then who created God? And who created God's Creator? And who created God's Creator's Creator? And who created God's Creator's Creator's Creator? Ad Infinitum. Instead, we saw how something simple, given enough time and proper conditions, could create something complex. With Natural Selection and Evolution, the role of God was reduced from Creator to Annoying Voyeur. It went from being Parent to Babysitter. And some parts of humanity have shown that we no longer need a babysitter.
I know I probably won't see it in my lifetime, but I'd like to see us evolve past religion. Maybe if people weren't so convinced that there was an afterlife, they might stop and enjoy the only one we're guaranteed.
Happy Darwin Day!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
The Great Design Argument
This post is in honor of Darwin Day coming up later this week. I don't know if I'll be able to post that day, so here is a little something.
One of the most common arguments I see in favor of Creationism is the Design Argument. Basically, here's how it goes:
Of course there is a God. Look at "PLACE ITEM HERE" It's too complicated to simply spring up from nothing. It had to be created by God.
Three problems with this.
First is the basic assumption that not only that God exists, but he/she/it created something. Second, the person making this argument either doesn't understand how something simple can create something complex, or they lack imagination. Most likely both. Third, the thing they try to point out as proof of design is usually poorly designed to begin with. If God made it, he sucks as a designer.
Let's break this argument down one piece at a time.
First, the assumption of God's existence. When arguing with a Creationist or Apologetic or just a regular run-of-the-mill religious person, they think that God's existence is as obvious as the grass on the field or my growing bald spot. Arguing God's existence not only detracts from the Creationism battle, but gives them more ammunition in the confrontation. Better to leave this be for a while.
Second is the blatant and complete misunderstanding of Science. Most often, they sucked at Science class to begin with, but since it contradicted their beliefs, no emphasis was placed on it as a kid. Personally, I think their parents should be brought up on child abuse charges for stuff like this, but I digress. The first and natural reaction would be to beat them over the head with Darwin and Dawkins. Don't. They're expecting that, and they're prepared for a battle. Instead, calmly ask them what they know of evolution and biology. Do not, under any circumstances, get mad. If you get mad, they win. Also, keep asking them questions. If they ask a question, answer it and then ask something else. If they ask "Do you think we came from monkeys?" Respond with "No, we share a common ancestor. Why, is that you were taught? Who taught you this? When did you learn this?" It's psychological, really. The person who asked the last question has the power.
Finally, there is the item they point out as proof of design. While at first glance it might look like perfection, look a little closer. The eye is poorly designed with blood vessels running over top of the lens, forcing us to hallucinate every waking moment. The ankles are very complex, yet have a tendency to break easily. Our lower backs, while adapted to walking upright, are not designed to carry large loads. The world itself is a terrible example of design, especially if you corner them into the "The world was made for us" trap. If the world was made for us, why is 3/4 covered in water that we can't use? It's like making the AC unit three times the size of the house. It just doesn't make sense.
Overall, if God did exist, and if he (See a previous post about the use of pronouns) did design us and the world, he did a crappy job. I'd expect this kind of crappy job from a Temp on their last week, or an intern going back to school, not from the creator of the universe.
One of the most common arguments I see in favor of Creationism is the Design Argument. Basically, here's how it goes:
Of course there is a God. Look at "PLACE ITEM HERE" It's too complicated to simply spring up from nothing. It had to be created by God.
Three problems with this.
First is the basic assumption that not only that God exists, but he/she/it created something. Second, the person making this argument either doesn't understand how something simple can create something complex, or they lack imagination. Most likely both. Third, the thing they try to point out as proof of design is usually poorly designed to begin with. If God made it, he sucks as a designer.
Let's break this argument down one piece at a time.
First, the assumption of God's existence. When arguing with a Creationist or Apologetic or just a regular run-of-the-mill religious person, they think that God's existence is as obvious as the grass on the field or my growing bald spot. Arguing God's existence not only detracts from the Creationism battle, but gives them more ammunition in the confrontation. Better to leave this be for a while.
Second is the blatant and complete misunderstanding of Science. Most often, they sucked at Science class to begin with, but since it contradicted their beliefs, no emphasis was placed on it as a kid. Personally, I think their parents should be brought up on child abuse charges for stuff like this, but I digress. The first and natural reaction would be to beat them over the head with Darwin and Dawkins. Don't. They're expecting that, and they're prepared for a battle. Instead, calmly ask them what they know of evolution and biology. Do not, under any circumstances, get mad. If you get mad, they win. Also, keep asking them questions. If they ask a question, answer it and then ask something else. If they ask "Do you think we came from monkeys?" Respond with "No, we share a common ancestor. Why, is that you were taught? Who taught you this? When did you learn this?" It's psychological, really. The person who asked the last question has the power.
Finally, there is the item they point out as proof of design. While at first glance it might look like perfection, look a little closer. The eye is poorly designed with blood vessels running over top of the lens, forcing us to hallucinate every waking moment. The ankles are very complex, yet have a tendency to break easily. Our lower backs, while adapted to walking upright, are not designed to carry large loads. The world itself is a terrible example of design, especially if you corner them into the "The world was made for us" trap. If the world was made for us, why is 3/4 covered in water that we can't use? It's like making the AC unit three times the size of the house. It just doesn't make sense.
Overall, if God did exist, and if he (See a previous post about the use of pronouns) did design us and the world, he did a crappy job. I'd expect this kind of crappy job from a Temp on their last week, or an intern going back to school, not from the creator of the universe.
25 Things (From Facebook)
25 Things
Here we go. Everything on this list is true. If its illegal, it happened long enough ago to be beyond the statute of limitations.
1. I classify myself as a quasi-militant atheist. I will not push my (non)beliefs upon anyone else, and I haven't started blacking out "In God We Trust" from dollar bills yet, but I will confront and argue with anyone who tries to push their beliefs on another.
2. The first time I've mentioned being an atheist to any of my family members (other than my wife) is in this note. Talk about passive-aggressive.
3. I have had sex on church property multiple times.
4. I once jumped on a co-workers back, rode him around the store like a pony, slapped his ass and yelled "Yeehaw Bitch!" as an example of improper behavior during a team meeting.
5. I have been fired from no less than ten jobs.
6. I once worked as a night clerk at a porn store.
7. I found out what it takes to get fired from said porn store.
8. The meanest thing I've ever yelled at someone was "You parents should have had you aborted." This was at the Indiana Mall to a random twelve year old. He started it.
9. I've had D&D campaigns last longer than most of my previous relationships.
10. My first date with my wife came after I ranted about using produce as a marital aid AND put on an X-rated puppet show in the middle of class.
11. I smoked for over eight years, at an average of a pack and a half a day.
12. I quit cold turkey and, surprisingly, didn't kill anyone.
13. The largest joint I've ever seen measured fourteen inches long with a circumference of eight inches. It took sixteen packets of zig-zags to roll it.
14. To teach a lesson to an old roommate about knocking before he entered my room, I stripped naked and started singing showtunes. He was thoroughly traumatized.
15. I once accused a friend of being a holocaust denier to judge his gf's sense of humor.
16. I have my motorcycle license, and am getting a Vespa within the next two months. Fricking Winter.
17. During Christmas Mass, I read two chapters in "On the Origin of Species."
18. My favorite two D&D characters both died that the hands of Frank the Horrible.
19. I once ran a D&D campaign in a fast food joint.
20. I once left a "Steal Me" sign in an old car with the doors unlocked and the windows opened. I returned to see the sign flipped over and the words "No Thanks."
21. I know how painful an electrified fence can be.
22. The most hours I've ever worked in a week was 116.
23. For some reason, whenever I say two, I hold up three fingers.
24. I once had a conversation with Jehovah Witnesses...naked.
25. This last one was not my idea, but I and one of my trainees who was black reenacted the whipping scene from "Roots" in the back room at Arby's with a bag of sub buns in place of the whip. Neither of us were written up because, and I quote "There was no way in Hell I was going to put that in a report."
Here we go. Everything on this list is true. If its illegal, it happened long enough ago to be beyond the statute of limitations.
1. I classify myself as a quasi-militant atheist. I will not push my (non)beliefs upon anyone else, and I haven't started blacking out "In God We Trust" from dollar bills yet, but I will confront and argue with anyone who tries to push their beliefs on another.
2. The first time I've mentioned being an atheist to any of my family members (other than my wife) is in this note. Talk about passive-aggressive.
3. I have had sex on church property multiple times.
4. I once jumped on a co-workers back, rode him around the store like a pony, slapped his ass and yelled "Yeehaw Bitch!" as an example of improper behavior during a team meeting.
5. I have been fired from no less than ten jobs.
6. I once worked as a night clerk at a porn store.
7. I found out what it takes to get fired from said porn store.
8. The meanest thing I've ever yelled at someone was "You parents should have had you aborted." This was at the Indiana Mall to a random twelve year old. He started it.
9. I've had D&D campaigns last longer than most of my previous relationships.
10. My first date with my wife came after I ranted about using produce as a marital aid AND put on an X-rated puppet show in the middle of class.
11. I smoked for over eight years, at an average of a pack and a half a day.
12. I quit cold turkey and, surprisingly, didn't kill anyone.
13. The largest joint I've ever seen measured fourteen inches long with a circumference of eight inches. It took sixteen packets of zig-zags to roll it.
14. To teach a lesson to an old roommate about knocking before he entered my room, I stripped naked and started singing showtunes. He was thoroughly traumatized.
15. I once accused a friend of being a holocaust denier to judge his gf's sense of humor.
16. I have my motorcycle license, and am getting a Vespa within the next two months. Fricking Winter.
17. During Christmas Mass, I read two chapters in "On the Origin of Species."
18. My favorite two D&D characters both died that the hands of Frank the Horrible.
19. I once ran a D&D campaign in a fast food joint.
20. I once left a "Steal Me" sign in an old car with the doors unlocked and the windows opened. I returned to see the sign flipped over and the words "No Thanks."
21. I know how painful an electrified fence can be.
22. The most hours I've ever worked in a week was 116.
23. For some reason, whenever I say two, I hold up three fingers.
24. I once had a conversation with Jehovah Witnesses...naked.
25. This last one was not my idea, but I and one of my trainees who was black reenacted the whipping scene from "Roots" in the back room at Arby's with a bag of sub buns in place of the whip. Neither of us were written up because, and I quote "There was no way in Hell I was going to put that in a report."
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
The Arrogant Argument
This is the first in a series of posts about various arguments I've heard used as either defenses of religion or attacks against Atheism. These posts are designed to give my non-believing brethren some more tools and strategies in the ongoing battles with the religious. We did not start this fight, but we will defend ourselves. Hopefully, this will help you in an argument, forcing the opposition on the defensive.
Enjoy.
A while back I was watching some YouTube clip in which some Christian minister made a comment about how Atheists are "Arrogant" because we don't believe God created us in his own image.
Let me see if I get this straight...
I'm arrogant because I don't believe that I'm not created by God. The creator of the Universe. Of Everything.
For the sake of argument, let's say that there is a God, that it created you, me, and everything in the Universe. I'm not going to argue the time, be it 6 days, 6,000 years, or Billions of years.
The Universe is Freaking Big. Over 50 Billion Galaxies. Each with over a Trillion stars. Theoretically, 10 percent of those could have planets around them, and 10 percent of those could have life. Each of those could potentially have Trillions of lifeforms.
Let's break down the numbers.
[(.1*.1*1 Trillion) Number of potential planets with life in a galaxy] * [(2 Trillion * 50 Billion) Potential lifeforms on a planet times Number of galaxies]
10 Billion * 2 Trillion * 50 Billion = 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 potential lifeforms in the known Universe. That is 10^33. That is more than a Metric Assload. That is a Billion times a Billion times a Billion times a Billion times a little more.
Now, not only did God create all of this, but in his spare time (I'll address the use of pronouns later on) listens in on your most intimate and innermost thoughts, communicates with you, and actually cares about who or what you want to have sex with. Apparently your thoughts are so important to the Great Maker that you think its more important that God gives counsel to you on what type of car to buy than doing things like keeping entire civilizations from being wiped out, keeping planets revolving around stars, and keeping the Great Space Dragon from eating the sun.
And I'm the arrogant one?
Note: I often refer to God as a male. I realize that this is somewhat sexist, and that I should not use the male gender unless necessary. If it would make you feel better if I referred to God as a woman, I will. But guess what, God is an imaginary character. We don't argue about the Tooth Fairy being a man or woman, or whether or not the Easter Bunny is a boy or a girl. They're all fake.
Enjoy.
A while back I was watching some YouTube clip in which some Christian minister made a comment about how Atheists are "Arrogant" because we don't believe God created us in his own image.
Let me see if I get this straight...
I'm arrogant because I don't believe that I'm not created by God. The creator of the Universe. Of Everything.
For the sake of argument, let's say that there is a God, that it created you, me, and everything in the Universe. I'm not going to argue the time, be it 6 days, 6,000 years, or Billions of years.
The Universe is Freaking Big. Over 50 Billion Galaxies. Each with over a Trillion stars. Theoretically, 10 percent of those could have planets around them, and 10 percent of those could have life. Each of those could potentially have Trillions of lifeforms.
Let's break down the numbers.
[(.1*.1*1 Trillion) Number of potential planets with life in a galaxy] * [(2 Trillion * 50 Billion) Potential lifeforms on a planet times Number of galaxies]
10 Billion * 2 Trillion * 50 Billion = 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 potential lifeforms in the known Universe. That is 10^33. That is more than a Metric Assload. That is a Billion times a Billion times a Billion times a Billion times a little more.
Now, not only did God create all of this, but in his spare time (I'll address the use of pronouns later on) listens in on your most intimate and innermost thoughts, communicates with you, and actually cares about who or what you want to have sex with. Apparently your thoughts are so important to the Great Maker that you think its more important that God gives counsel to you on what type of car to buy than doing things like keeping entire civilizations from being wiped out, keeping planets revolving around stars, and keeping the Great Space Dragon from eating the sun.
And I'm the arrogant one?
Note: I often refer to God as a male. I realize that this is somewhat sexist, and that I should not use the male gender unless necessary. If it would make you feel better if I referred to God as a woman, I will. But guess what, God is an imaginary character. We don't argue about the Tooth Fairy being a man or woman, or whether or not the Easter Bunny is a boy or a girl. They're all fake.
Vespa vs. Buddy
I'm in the market for a scooter. I've been looking at several different rides, but my final four choices come down to the following five.
Vespa LX 150
Vespa GTS 250
Buddy 125
Stella 150
Scarabeo 200
First off, they are all awesome looking. But the Scarabeo is just a little too tall off of the ground. Same with the Stella, but its not designed to have both feet on the ground at a stop light. The GTS is, in my opinion, too expensive. This leaves the LX 150 and Buddy 125. These choices are obviously without having a chance to ride them (Weather sucks) and see what the differences are between them. I'm trying to figure out which one I could get. If price were not an issue, the LX wins hands down. But, price is an issue. The Buddy is two grand cheaper, but doesn't feel like its two grand cheaper. It feels solidly built, and I haven't found much negative to be said about it. However, it is smaller up front. The Vespa has a little wider front shield, which is something I like.
But, you might ask "why not the Stella?" The Stella is a modern version of a classic Vespa/Lammy, reaching back to the days of 2-Stroke-Smoke, Mod music and a crapload of cool. I damn near creamed myself when I saw one for the first time. But here's why I won't get one now. First, its a manual. During the MSF course, I stalled at least 107 times in a two day period. Second, the bike is an inch too tall off the ground. That might not sound like much, but that was inch in my tallest boots. In other shoes, I wouldn't be able to reach the ground. Third, I've slept on concrete floors that were more comfortable than that "padded" seat. Finally, she's a polluter. One of my reasons for moving to a scooter is to lower my carbon footprint. This does not help in the slightest.
Basically, the Vespa LX 150 is still in the lead with the Buddy as a close second. The GTS is a nice "if everything works out" bike. The Stella is a beauty, but not practical. Like a trophy wife, she's useful only under certain situations.
Interesting Observation: If I could get the LX 150 in burnt orange, I would sign the papers tomorrow. I'm not a fan of it for most things, but it is wicked awesome on a scooter.
Vespa LX 150
Vespa GTS 250
Buddy 125
Stella 150
Scarabeo 200
First off, they are all awesome looking. But the Scarabeo is just a little too tall off of the ground. Same with the Stella, but its not designed to have both feet on the ground at a stop light. The GTS is, in my opinion, too expensive. This leaves the LX 150 and Buddy 125. These choices are obviously without having a chance to ride them (Weather sucks) and see what the differences are between them. I'm trying to figure out which one I could get. If price were not an issue, the LX wins hands down. But, price is an issue. The Buddy is two grand cheaper, but doesn't feel like its two grand cheaper. It feels solidly built, and I haven't found much negative to be said about it. However, it is smaller up front. The Vespa has a little wider front shield, which is something I like.
But, you might ask "why not the Stella?" The Stella is a modern version of a classic Vespa/Lammy, reaching back to the days of 2-Stroke-Smoke, Mod music and a crapload of cool. I damn near creamed myself when I saw one for the first time. But here's why I won't get one now. First, its a manual. During the MSF course, I stalled at least 107 times in a two day period. Second, the bike is an inch too tall off the ground. That might not sound like much, but that was inch in my tallest boots. In other shoes, I wouldn't be able to reach the ground. Third, I've slept on concrete floors that were more comfortable than that "padded" seat. Finally, she's a polluter. One of my reasons for moving to a scooter is to lower my carbon footprint. This does not help in the slightest.
Basically, the Vespa LX 150 is still in the lead with the Buddy as a close second. The GTS is a nice "if everything works out" bike. The Stella is a beauty, but not practical. Like a trophy wife, she's useful only under certain situations.
Interesting Observation: If I could get the LX 150 in burnt orange, I would sign the papers tomorrow. I'm not a fan of it for most things, but it is wicked awesome on a scooter.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Killing Time During a Snowfall
It's snowing outside. The kids across the street were sledding down the hill in front of their apartment building in old discarded boxes. My wife was doing her best at wiping the snow off of the car, and I was bitching about being dressed on a Sunday. This past week was a very busy week. I worked a combined total of eighty hours, including school work. I didn't want to leave the house today, but my wife has never driven in this weather before. On top of this, she wanted to go to church. The last thing I need is my wife getting into an accident because she "had to go to church." At least if it was something useful, I wouldn't be upset, but church? It's a waste of time and money.
She decided she wasn't going to go to church, probably just so she wouldn't have to listen to me if she did get into an accident, but we still had to get groceries. It was pretty uneventful.
Interesting Observation: The kids sled riding earlier traveled farther with a shiny box then they did with a plain brown box.
Is it wrong to laugh at two handicapped people when they hit each other with their wheelchairs?
She decided she wasn't going to go to church, probably just so she wouldn't have to listen to me if she did get into an accident, but we still had to get groceries. It was pretty uneventful.
Interesting Observation: The kids sled riding earlier traveled farther with a shiny box then they did with a plain brown box.
Is it wrong to laugh at two handicapped people when they hit each other with their wheelchairs?
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Very Busy and Liking It
Once again, its a busy week. Work, School, the Wife, and this. But then again, I wouldn't have it any other way. If I'm not working on an ulcer, I'm not happy. The last few days have been busier than usual, but nothing I can't handle. Now, I'm off to the wonderful world of hygiene, where I'll watch my hair fall out at a much faster rate than its growing in.
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