Like someone could love me so much as to keep me alive forever! Gee...is torture really that much of a thrill? Who has that much love! Even the most damaged psychotic on earth would eventually tire of such meaningless sport. And for perfectly good entities whose solution for all problems is murder, murder, murder...it seems either a step up or a step down. Hard to say... :-)
But our pin-headed friend lives in his own weird world peopled through the imaginations of primitive tribes. Some people simply do not deserve the 21st century. They live their entire life mumbling and stumbling through a miasma of superstition and leave all the thoughts and ideas from the greatest minds untouched. How sad. How much life has that boy squandered away on what is undoubtedly the most objectionable and trashiest book ever compiled from superstitious tribal tales??
He thinks primitive savages can come into our living rooms and teach us how to live? The test of jealousies, the cure for leprosy, the demon theory of disease? The flat earth debate--and on and on?
Hmmm. Myself, I will pass. I will stick with James, Einstein, Orwell, Kuhn, Darwin, Mill, Socrates, Rand, Lao-Tzu, Freud, Kafka, Hugo, Erasmus, Cervantes, Keats, Dickens, Hawthorne, etc., etc.' etc.
He can keep the wisdom of Joshua and Jeremiah and Ezekiel, and all that other ugly and reprehensible garbage that degrades humanity (and provides a dishonest and lucrative income to the very lowest and creepiest of our species). Unfit for human consumption...
Yahweh does not live in the mountain. John Galt does... :-) |
