I'm cunting about Christians again, specifically the ones that seem to get off by disagreeing with scientists like they get off by watching videos of the US Military shooting brown people in whatever nondescript pile of sand and religious zealots ending in "Istan" we're invading this week.
I mean honestly, it's gotten to the point where whenever I hear someone say "I'm skeptical about The Big Bang/Evolution/Anything else a TV preacher tells me is bad" I immediately make three assumptions about this person:
- This person is religious.
- This person doesn't actually know what they're disagreeing with.
- This person is not a scientist.
I know it's not smart to go around making assumptions about people, but I really can't help it. It's like listening to someone say "I'm planning a trip to Roswell New Mexico" and not immediately assuming that they're a UFO worshiping fuckhead with anal play fantasies that would make that one gay friend you had in highschool ashamed.
Look, I'm an atheist, and I've got a bone to pick with religion, but even I can admit this: Neither The Big Bang or Evolution go anywhere towards disproving the existence of a god (Not that "Because you can't prove it's not real" is a reason to believe in something)... They just don't talk about one.
"How do you know The Big Bang wasn't how God created the universe?" I'll ask people, only to get blank stares like I just started speaking Yiddish and turned black in a pub full of Neo-Nazis and people who voted for George Bush.
"How do you know Evolution isn't how god created all the animals and species we have around today?" I'll ask them, which often elicits the more telling "Because god said he created the world in seven days" response which means they're a Young Earth Creationist and need to be injected with Agent Orange until their asshole falls off and their skin inverts itself like something from a Clive Barker film.
Just because a theory doesn't talk about God doesn't mean it's automatically going out of its way to try and smear his name (His followers tend to do a fine enough job of that), it just didn't need to bring Yahweh the big cuddly mass murderer into itself.
Go Yiff in Hell.
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