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EGO sum stultus, vicis est necessarius recolo. August 17, 2008

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Due ut dedecus (super nusquam illegal servo pro probrum of parcus ridiculum probus) quod an rudimentum ut reform nonnullus behavior in meus secui, blog est in hiatus. Utrum is est terrenus vel proprius somes videor.


President Hope Change Defines Sin August 11, 2008

Posted by Administrator in Cultural Pessimism, Idiots, Liberal Hypocrisy, Mechanistic Relativism, Politics.

From the FirstThings blog, via Mark Shea:

From the Westminster Shorter Catechism:
Q. 14. What is sin? A. Sin is any want of conformity unto, or transgression of, the law of God.

From the Baltimore Catechism:
Q. 278. What is actual sin? A. Actual sin is any willful thought, word, deed, or omission contrary to the law of God.

From Senator Obama:
Q. Do you believe in sin?
Q. What is sin?
OBAMA: Being out of alignment with my values.

Not that there is anything to the chatter about Senator Obama’s “Messiah complex,” mind you.

Mark finds this funny.  I do not, though I usually agree with Mark.  This is a classic example of why this inexperienced, silly little Illinoisan should NOT be President.

He now gets to define right and wrong, all on his own.  God help us all if he is elected.

Why Pharyngula is the leading “Science” blog: August 11, 2008

Posted by Administrator in Humor, Idiots, Liberal self-loathing, Pharyngulism.
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“We are blessed to be living in an age when we have a global communications network in which idiots, assholes, and total and complete wastes of fucking human life alike can come together to give instant feedback in an unfettered and unmonitored online environment,”


Book-sorting according to Amanda the Berserk August 10, 2008

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Previous articles outlining her pathological idiocy.

The Rule of 48 (all scientists are blind) August 6, 2008

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… some years before [Peter Leavitt] had formulated the Rule of 48. The Rule of 48 was intended as a humorous reminder to scientists, and referred to the massive literature collected in the late 1940s and the 1950s concerning the human chromosome number.

The Rule of 48

All Scientists Are Blind

For years it was stated that men had forty-eight chromosomes in their cells; there were pictures to prove it, and any number of careful studies. In 1953, a group of American researchers announced to the world that the human chromosome number was forty-six. Once more, there were pictures to prove it, and studies to confirm it. But these researchers also went back to reexamine the old pictures, and the old studies–and found only forty-six chromosomes not forty-eight.

–Michael Crichton, The Andromeda Strain (1969;1993), p. 125.

“Usually the number of chromosomes is constant in a given species, although it may vary between different species even of the same genus. In man the chromosome number is forty-eight….” [Human Genetics and its Social Import, by S. J. Holmes (1936), pp. 8. The illustration above appears on p. 9.]

“… the number of chromosomes is in general constant for any given species. Thus in each cell of a human being there are 48 chromosomes (24 pairs)….” [Principles of Heredity, 3rd. ed., by Laurence R. Snyder (1946), p. 26.]
“If you learned your biology a long time ago, you learned that men have forty-eight [chromosomes]–but the number has now been revised downward to forty-six (twenty-three pairs).” [The Language of Life: An Introduction to the Science of Genetics, by George and Muriel Beadle (1966), p. 89.] (Quotes taken from a lecture by Dr. Barbara Becker at the UC Irvine)

Modern illustration of the Rule of 48:

Little Paul Zachary Myers

Little Paul Zachary Myers

Little Paul Myers was a movie star!!!! August 4, 2008

Posted by Administrator in atheism, Humor, Idiots, Liberal Hypocrisy, Liberal self-loathing, Pharyngulism.

Exclusive scoop here at Mostly Nothing. It seems that Little Paul once had some rather frizzy hair. . .and some really outre shades. Sadly, in his youth, Little Paul had the same belly problem that seems to afflict him even today. It is also noteworthy that he is surrounded by mindless sycophants then as now.  Rather ironic that what is so clearly a poorly disguised autobiographical piece such as this comes off as so ridiculously campy, but there you have another illustration of the fundamental lack of humor to be found in Pharynguland.

Little Paul’s lyrics are following:

Jesus, I am overjoyed to meet you face to face.
You’ve been getting quite a name all around the place.
Healing cripples, raising from the dead.
And now I understand you’re God,
At least, that’s what you’ve said.
So, you are the Christ, you’re the great Jesus Christ.
Prove to me that you’re divine; change my water into wine.
That’s all you need do, then I’ll know it’s all true.
Come on, King of the Jews.
Jesus, you just won’t believe the hit you’ve made around here.
You are all we talk about, the wonder of the year.
Oh what a pity if it’s all a lie.
Still, I’m sure that you can rock the cynics if you tried.
So, you are the Christ, you’re the great Jesus Christ.
Prove to me that you’re no fool; walk across my swimming pool.
If you do that for me, then I’ll let you go free.
Come on, King of the Jews.
I only ask what I’d ask any superstar.
What is it that you have got that puts you where you are.
I am waiting, yes I’m a captive fan.
I’m dying to be shown that you are not just any man.
So, if you are the Christ, yes the great Jesus Christ
Feed my household with this bread.
You can do it on your head.
Or has something gone wrong. Jesus, why do you take so long?
Oh come on, King of the Jews.
Hey! Aren’t you scared of me Christ?
Mr. Wonderful Christ?
You’re a joke. You’re not the Lord.
You are nothing but a fraud.
Take him away.
He’s got nothing to say!
Get out you King of the,
Get out King of the,
Oh get out you King of the Jews!
Get out of here!
Get out of here you,
Get out of my life.

Tragic, really. Think what a priest Little Paul could have made!!