Podcast and To the Intelligent Design Lackeys
Looking for Closure? Part 12 went up yesterday morning. Read it to learn why a man, a cart, and the dismembered body of his best friend crossed the road. The punchline is, unfortunately, a bit of a let-down.
Check out my experimental Podcast: http://feeds.feedburner.com/SafeTpod
Its rough, friends. I’ll see about polishing it… It is fed from a new blog, SafeTpod.blogspot.com
In the meantime, a word from God:
The universe shows an apparent order. That order is intrinsic to the system, not the cause of the system. After all, don’t soundwaves look organized on paper, even if the cause of the sound is random and without purpose?
All it takes to make chaos seem patterned is a mirror, and your stupid brains provide mirrors aplenty. To presume a simple deific explanation is intellectually lazy, and your God is disappointed in your lack of imagination.
Slide down the time string, little beads!
None of this is to say that there is no God; its just that one shouldn’t presume to subvert science, which is the celebration and exploration of creation, with attempts to prove the act of creation itself.
Oh, um. Read Closure, its good for your brain meats.
Yay God!
you DO give good voice man. are you going to put the whole series on podcast???
Typical. The first SafeT podcast goes up and my home internet connection goes down.
Sarah:I was thinking of it…
Foot:It’ll be around awhile. Come back when your ‘net is back!
i bloody love god. hes so…..thought full and shit.although,say-ing that,i heard that recently hes really cross….
Strange - your voice on the podcast is totally unlike the one in my head…
…which happens to be an English accent, er, mine really.
Geezer:According to several religions, its a good thing that you love God. In fact, it may be compulsory.
Kim:I could try to do it with a bit of the Cockney, but I doubt it would be very convincing.
Very few Americans can do a convincing English accent - and you have to remember that most of us are not cockney, and cockney’s don’t actually sound like Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins.
I remember when I was in Canada and this guy came up to me and said “wood yew loike a cuppo tay?”
“Pardon?” I replied.
“I said ‘wood yew loike a cuppo tay?’” he repeated.
“I’m frightfully sorry old chap,” I said, “but do you have some kind of speech impediment?”
“No man,” he said, switching back to Nufi with a smattering of North Dakota, “I was doing your accent, man”
I gave him the number of a good speech therapist nonetheless, just to be on the safe side.
Just got to hear it, and it’s great! SafeT, you sound just like Kiefer Sutherland in 24.
I didn’t know God could type. I always assumed he had a secretary.
Kim:I can offend the English with wretched immitations of no less than three of your ‘accents’. My wife’s grandmother is from Cornwall, and I have to listen to her interminable stories all the damn time…
Foot:Now THAT’S a comparison I wasn’t expecting.
Miss Jay:I prefer to be called a “Personal Assistant”.
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