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Wednesday, January 3rd, 2007
1:27 pm
Encyclopaedia Britannica falls for Discovery Institute Propaganda (repost from Waffle)
From http://www.britannica.com/eb/article-9432671/intelligent-design

I cannot believe this. It ignores all the criticism deservedly heaped upon Intelligent Design. It ignores Kitzmiller, it parrots all their claims uncritically. Perhaps the full version is better, but if they're putting this shoddy work up online as a sample of their expertise, I'll take Wikipedia. frankly.

Let's have a look:
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Wednesday, July 6th, 2005
10:44 am
G8 Protests
So, I live in Edinburgh, and have been basically confiined to near my house for a week due to the rioting and such attendant on the G8 protests.

I just fail to believe this is having any effect on the G8. People coming thousands of miles to protest... It just seems there's better uses for that week of their time: Help reconstruct Afghanistan. Dig wells in Africa. Raise money for charities. Give the money you'd spend to a homeless shelter. It'd probably do far more good as a whole.
Wednesday, May 11th, 2005
9:14 pm
Meme from Ghoti
Right'n! I've chosen some books from next to my bed. Here's the first lines. See if you can guess 'em.

1. Polly cut off her hair in front of the mirror, feeling slightly guilty about not feeling very guilty about doing so. Monstrous Regiment by Terry Pratchett.

Of all the ships upon the blue
No ship contained a better crew
Than that of worthy Captain Reece,
Commanding of The Mantlepiece.

The Bab Ballads. W.S. Gilbert

3. Ignoring the frantic cries of startled protest from the secretary, the thirteen-hole Prayer-Wear Boots of the Highest Priest smashed their way into the Bifurcated and tubular Sundial company Ltd and stomped onwards.

4. Bam! Bam! Bam!
It sounded like someone was knocking with a sledgehammer. I rolled over and cracked a bloodshot eye. I couldn't see a figure through the window, but that wasn't surprising. I could barely make out the lettering on the grimy glass:
Sweet Silver Blues, Glen Cook

5. It may be safely assumed that, two thousand years ago, before Cæsar set foot in southern Britain, the whole country-side visible from the windows of the room in which I write, was in what is called "the state of nature."

(Later, in part 14 of the Prolegomena)

What is often called the struggle for existance in society (I plead guilty to having used the term too loosely myself) is a contest, not for the means of existance, but for the means of enjoyment. Those who occupy the first places in this practical competitive examination are the rich and the influential; those who fail, more or less, occupy the lower places, down to the squalid obscurity of the pauper and the criminal. Upon the most liberal estimate, I suppose the former group will not amount to two per cent of the population. I doubt if the latter exceeds another two per cent.; but let it be supposed, for the sake of argument, thatit is as great as five per cent. [Footnote: Those who read the last Essay in thisvolume will not accuse me of wishing to attenuate the evil of the existance of this group, whether great or small.]

As it is only in the latter group that anything comparable to the struggle for existance in the state of nature can take place; as it is only among this twentieth of the whole people that numerous men, women, and children die of rapid or slow starvation, or of the diseases incidental to permanently bad conditions of life; and as there is nothing to prevent their multiplication before they are killed off, while, in spite of greater infant mortality, they increase faster than the rich; it seems clear that the struggle for existance in this class can have no appreciable selective influence upon the other 95 per cent of the population.

What sort of sheep breeder would he be who should content himself with picking out the worst fifty out of a thousand, leaving them on a barren common till the weakest starved, and then letting the urvivors go back to mix with the rest? And the parallel is too favourable; since in a large number of cases, the actual poor and the convicted criminals are neither the weakest nor the worst.

In the struggle for the means of enjoyment, the qualities which ensure success are energy, industry, intellectual capacity, tenacity of purpose, and, at least as much sympathy as is necessary to make a man understand the feelings of his fellows. Were there none of those artificial arrangements by which fools and knaves are kept at the top of society insterad of sinking to their natural place at the bottom, [Footnote: I have elsewhere lamented the absence from society of a machinery for facilitating the descent of incapacity, "Administrative Nihilism." Collected Essays, vol i. p. 54] the struggle for the means of enjoyment would ensure a constant circulation of the human units of the social compound.....

6. Chapter 1. In which there is more Ale than Arguement.
It was on a blusterous windy night in the early part of November, 1812, that three men were on the high road near to the little village of Grassford, in the south of Devonshire.

7.'Will you all be quiet!' hissed High Chancellor Querida. She pouched up her eyes and glared around the table.
'I was only trying to say--' a king, an emperor and several wizards began.
And Wizard Barnabas, who was Vice-chancellor of the University, simply went on talking. '...trying to say, Querida, that you don't understand what it's like. You're a woman. You only have to be the Glamorous Enchantress. Mr Chesney won't let women do the Dark Lord.'

8.Prince Rupert rode his unicorn into the Tanglewood, peering balefully through the drizzling rain as he searched half-heartedly for the flea hiding somewhere under his breastplate. Blue Moon Rising, by Simon R. Green

9. Mr. George Lawrence, C.M.G., First Class District Officer of His Magesty's Civil Service, sat at the door of his tent and viewed the African desert scene with the eye of extreme disfavour.

From Part II of the book:

'I think, Perhaps, that if Very Small ______ were allowed to live, he might retreive his character and find a hero's grave,' said the Lieutenant.
'And what would he do if he found a hero's grave?' enquired the captain. 'Pinch the flowers off it and sell them, I suppose. As for retreiving his character, it is better not retreived. Better left where it is - if it is not near inhabited houses, or water used for drinking purposes...'
'Oh, please let him live,' interrupted Faithful Hound. 'He is very useful at times, if only to try things on.'

10.Enter Face, in a captain's uniform, with his sword drawn, and Subtle with a vial, quarrelling, and followed by Dol Common. The Alchemist, by Ben Jonson

We are members of a secret society (Hush!)
Floating by the moon's uncertain disc
Our motto is "revenge without anxiety" (Hush!)
That is, without unnecessary risk.
The Mountebanks, by W.S. Gilbert and Alfred Cellier

12. Character Creation Basics, Follow these steps to create a beginning, 1st-level character. D&D Player's Handbook 3.0 edition
Monday, April 12th, 2004
10:25 pm
What the hell, they make Bible Fanfic?
Story Or Series Title: Jonah Chapter 5
Fandom: Bible *whimper*
Culprit Author's Name:Pouring Rain

Full Name (plus titles if any): Jonah
Full Species(es): Prophet

Annoying Origin: son of Amittai (Jonah 1:1)
Annoying Connections To Canon Characters: Is one, sort of.
Annoying Special Abilities: Smitey!
Other Annoying Traits: Actually, he's the same annoying ass as he is in the bible. Except this author sort of missed the point and made him be right.

I'm afraid that I'd best explain the story for those who weren't raised Fundamentalist Christian like myself (I got better.)

Jonah is a story about prejudice. Jonah hates the people of Nineveh, so he tries to flee to Tarshish to avoid preaching to them and saving them. God drags him back there using the famous whale, and he reluctantly preaches to them. They convert. Jonah is upset that God didn't smite them, so God provides him with an object lesson in the form of a gourd that shades him from the sun as he mopes for a couple days, but then God destroys it. Jonah complains, God explains that:

Then said the LORD, Thou hast had pity on the gourd, for the which thou hast not laboured, neither madest it grow; which came up in a night, and perished in a night:

And should not I spare Nineveh, that great city, wherein are more then sixscore thousand persons that cannot discern between their right hand and their left hand; and also much cattle? Jonah 4:10-11

It's a kind of odd story, but the focus is on Jonah learning to accept the Lord's ways, and get over his prejudice.

This story misses the point entirely, adding on a fifth chapter so that Jonah can be shown to be right in hating Nineveh.

Please include a small sample of the worst of this story:

I quote exactly as it's written. He had the gall to divide it into verses.

1And Jonah rose up from his booth, and traveled back to the city of Ninveh. 2 Upon entering the city gates, Jonah was amazed at what he saw. 3 He saw the city of Ninveh in a state of destruct, much the way that he had seen it when he first came to the city. 4 People were running amok; the town was in a state of disarray. 5 People were sinning everywhere; people were murdering each other, stealing, and doing every bad thing imaginable. Riight.... Even the animals were participating. Eww! What's this about, bestiality? 6 Animals, children, the elderly, and even infants were sinning uncontrollably. Can infants actually sin? I thought they were considered innocent for a year or two. 7And Jonah could not believe what he saw. 8 Jonah cried out to G-d, "Look at these people! They have so quickly returned to their evil ways! They hath not the capacity to truly repent!" 9 G-d said to Jonah, "I have taken pity on these people once, I do not intend to do so once more. Go down to Ninveh, and tell them my will." 10 And Jonah obeyed G-d, and went to the people of Ninveh. 11 Jonah said, "In ten days, Ninveh will be destroyed." 12 But the people of Ninveh laughed at him, and said, "We were spared once already by your G-d, we will be spared again!" 13 Jonah said nothing and left the city.

The people don't repent, so...

16 On the tenth day, Jonah once again entered Ninveh and said, "I have warned you of your fate. You have shown no desire to reform your evil ways. You will now pay the price." 17 When Jonah finished his speech, the people of Ninveh laughed at him and ignored his warnings. 18 As Jonah left the city, a mighty wind swept by. The city was overturned and all of the people and animals there died. 19 Jonah said to G-d, "Has this been your plan all along? First you grant these sinners atonement, then you decide to overturn their city?" 20 G-d replied to Jonah, "I am the Lord Almighty. I grant atonement to those who have the strength to stop sinning and reform their ways. I love my people, and do not wish to have to destroy them. 21 "All people, of Israel or not, and all creatures and objects bow down to me. The sailors showed proper reverence, despite their devotion to other fake gods." fake gods? you mean idols? 22 "The large sea creature Just say fish. Don't try to force agreement between fish and whales - it's only modern usage that defines whales as not being fish. obeyed my commands to partially digest you. The plant grew, and the worm devoured it." 23 "All of this occurred to teach you and the rest of the world of my power and greatness. I am the Lord your, your G-d."

That's a pretty big chunk of the fic - it's so small that it's hard to avoid quoting too much, but... *sigh* if you're trying to write Bible fanfiction, make sure you understand what you're talking about!</b></b>
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