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19
Jun

Self-Directed Anti-Eugenics

Why do smart, gifted, intelligent, artistic, creative people choose not to have children.

These people are screwing up what nature has been doing well for countless generations; improving the human race. Now, thanks to birth control and a sad understanding that kids really aren't that great an idea if you want to satisfy every selfish need, evolution has effectively stopped.

05
May

Reconciling Hate, and Even Murder, With Jesus

On one hand, they can't bear the thought that a two day old sperm and egg combo -- that's called a zygote for you folks out there who think it might be a baby -- might not make it into church 9 months later. No, every sperm is sacred (apologies to Monty Python) and that ova had it coming anyhow.

Their Jesus probably has a sign on his truck's bumper sticker that says, "You can have my gun when you can pry it from my bloody, crucified fingers.

03
May

McDonald's Recycling Program Sucks! A Lot!

First off, I want to say that I don't go to McDonald's because it's my first choice for dining. I have kids. Okay? Now on to the issue at hand.

Seriously, McDonald's recycling program sucks.

When it first started

03
May

McDonald's Recycling Program Sucks! A Lot!

First off, I want to say that I don't go to McDonald's because it's my first choice for dining. I have kids. Okay? Now on to the issue at hand.

Seriously, McDonald's recycling program sucks.

When it first started

14
Apr

Some great quotes about religion and atheism.

 Navigating YouTube is fascinating in that you often run into things you weren't looking for, but that are nevertheless interesting.

14
Apr

Yellow Ribbons . . . Who's Listening?

Who's listening? Apparently not many.

This is a story about not paying attention, or choosing not to. I'll let the philosophers argue about which is worse. For the sake of this post, I just want to talk about the yellow ribbon campaign. You know the one. A soldier comes home from the war in Iraq or Afghanistan and people wrap yellow ribbons around the trees as a welcome. This morning I was chatting with a young lady, aged 25, who had no idea what the significance of the yellow ribbon was. If you, like her, don't know, then let me enlighten you. Then I'll tell you why it's nonsense.

Oh, and today, on April 14, 2009, CBC Radio reported that 21 year-old Trooper Karine Blais died in Afghanistan. She is the second Canadian female soldier to die in combat in Afghanistan. Ironically, yesterday, a local family dropped off yellow ribbons to all the houses in our neighborhood, asking us to tie those ribbons around our trees to welcome their son, 23, who is making it back.

About that song . . . It all started with a 1970s band called Tony Orlando and Dawn.

05
Mar

2006 Pipe Down from Organized Crime

This past weekend, a friend dropped in with an interesting bottle of wine she picked up while driving through the Niagara wine region (thanks, Genine). The 2006 Pipe Down is a blend of 45% Cabernet Sauvignon, 45% Syrah, and 10% Petit Verdot, aged 16 months in French oak casks.

21
Jan

We will restore science to its rightful place . . .

Allow me to once more use that word, historic. Yesterday was indeed an historic day as Barack Obama became the 44th President of the United States of America. Watching from Canada, where there was never much love for Dubya and his policies, there is much hope for the future under the new President. And a great deal more cautious optimism. During the noontime celebrations, I was busy feeding my son his lunch, so I caught the show later that evening. Even distanced by the sound bites and analysis of the nightly news, it was still powerful to watch.

28
Nov

Satan In The Mirror

This is a story about the devil. You know. Satan. The guy with the pitchfork, horns, bad breath, and the red underwear. Oh, and it's about me, too. When I was just a small child, my parents, good Catholics that they were, did what all good parents of religious upbringing did. They did their best to instill the fear of God into me. After all, hard to worship the big guy if there's no fire and brimstone to tip your kids back in the other direction when they transgress. Right? My parents, like every other set of parents, were brought up with a collection of stories taught to them by their God-fearing parents. Remember kids. You can love God, but you must also fear him. Now, I don't remember exactly how old I was, but it was before my great revelation which happened when I was seven years old, so it had to be a couple of years before.

I had been bad that day. Sure, what kid isn't bad at some point? I hadn't killed anyone or help up a bank, but I might have taken a cookie, not come in immediately when called, or talked back to my Mom or Dad. Whatever the crime, it was a one of those petty crimes of childhood, the kind every 4 or 5 year old kid commits on a regular basis. Whatever the transgression, I remember my mother telling me that bad boys would be punished by God in this way; when looking into a mirror at night, in the dark, that boy (or girl) would see Satan staring back at them from the mirror.

Well, it worked. I was terrified. For months, anytime I did anything remotely bad, I would go to bed avoiding my reflection in the mirror, should Satan be standing there staring back at me. Getting up to go to the bathroom, I carefully averted my eyes from the mirror. Once I had finished my business, I jumped back into bed being careful to avoid the mirror in my bedroom. In the winter, when it was dark early, I was careful to avoid dark or dimly-lit rooms that might have a mirror.

Then, one night, after I had been bad . . . again, I decided to face the devil once and for all. I have no idea what made me so brave or cocky that night, but I was ready to face old Nick and take what was coming to me. I crept up to the mirror, slowly looked toward the shadowy reflection, and saw only myself. There was no Satan. No devil with a pitchfork waiting to skewer my bottom. Just me. Standing alone in the dark.

My mother, I realized, had lied to me. I wasn't sure why exactly, but I chalked it up to just one of the many veiled threats parents make. "I brought you into this world. I can take you out!" That sort of thing.

More importantly, from that night on, I was pretty sure there was no devil. Not a hundred percent sure mind you, but awfully close.

Finding out there was no God would take considerably longer.

19
Aug

Avril Lavigne is too sexy . . . for Malaysia

Commenting on this story in the Globe and Mail, I feel like it's just too easy to make fun of some people. You know, fish-in-a-barrel easy. Apparently, the Canadian pop superstar was to perform in a concert in Malaysia later this month, but the concert was canceled amid complaints. What kind of complaints? Well, it seems that Avril Lavigne is just too darn sexy for Malaysia. Say what? Could these people, the ones complaining, possibly even remotely be Islamic Fundamentalists? Let's check the Globe for clues.

The Arts, Culture and Heritage Ministry said it had decided not to permit Lavigne's planned Aug. 29 performance because it is unsuitable for Malaysian culture. The decision came after complaints by the youth wing of a fundamentalist opposition party, the Pan-Malaysian Islamic party.

Odd, how fundamentalists are never any fun. In the end, you must judge for yourself.

Decide for yourself. Maybe they're right. Maybe Avril Lavigne is just too sexy . . . for Malaysia.

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