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Dawkins is deliberately abrasive because he thinks it's an effective strategy; I don't find the insults helpful, and I think he's an ass. But here's an idea: the day religious folks--and religious institutions--are willing to credit me with having morals and ethics without Omnipotent Skyman, I will return some respect.
I don't care what other people believe, or how they use their faith, and they are welcome to be hypcrites along with everyone else.
But I bitterly resist the notion that moral and ethical behavior is linked to supernatural belief. And I have deep, deep contempt for those who tie morals and ethics to a fear of damnation in the next life. That notion deserves neither politeness nor respect, and gets none from me.
Meh. There's nothing remotely entertaining about a Palin-PETA slapfest. Plus, the dog wasn't bothered by it in the least - - he and Trig are the smartest ingredients in this fracassée.
"Ass-fucking" is in fact how I spell the term for a performance using an inverted sackbut. (Especially a rusty one.) The thing itself is not my style personally but otherwise I have no problem with it.
Here&#039;s what I don&#039;t understand about the MFA. Women and specifically feminists hate them? They can&#039;t find a good woman? They can&#039;t find <i>dates</i>? What the everloving fuck?
Since my divorce in &#039;92 from a &quot;all sex is rape&quot; Dworkin misinterpretor, I have not had a whole lot of trouble with this this whole man-hating/no good women thing/dating thing. Especially given the fact I am old, gray, and fat. I do, however, bathe, brush my teeth, and posses a good sense of humor, and most importantly, I possess the social skills necessary to not seek out people who are, for whatever reason righteous or otherwise, not going to like me.
Dash: So, would you like to get a cup of coffee sometime? Woman: Urrr, no. My...cat is sick. Dash: Oh that sucks. I hope she feels better.
:::Dash walks away:::
MRA: So, would you like to get a cup of coffee sometime? Woman: Urrr, no. My...cat is sick. MRA: :::who does this bitch think she is turning down my polite overtures with such a lame excuse? I must pursue her harder to prove that I am, as a man, right:::
Congratulations, Quest for Fire boy. Your protection order is in the mail.
&quot;Now march yourself over to that corner, kneel on those peas and pray to the Lord Our Father for forgiveness, and don&#039;t stand up again until I say so!&quot;
Dawkins is deliberately abrasive because he thinks it&#039;s an effective strategy; I don&#039;t find the insults helpful, and I think he&#039;s an ass. But here&#039;s an idea: the day religious folks--and religious institutions--are willing to credit me with having morals and ethics without Omnipotent Skyman, I will return some respect.
I don&#039;t care what other people believe, or how they use their faith, and they are welcome to be hypcrites along with everyone else.
But I bitterly resist the notion that moral and ethical behavior is linked to supernatural belief. And I have deep, deep contempt for those who tie morals and ethics to a fear of damnation in the next life. That notion deserves neither politeness nor respect, and gets none from me.
The hundred bucks he spent on the therapist might have been better spent on a different sort of professional.
Where you&#039;re expected to quit halfway through the semester.
Regarding those who tie morals and ethics to a fear of damnation: we should probably be grateful for the superstitions that keep them in check.
Meh. There&#039;s nothing remotely entertaining about a Palin-PETA slapfest. Plus, the dog wasn&#039;t bothered by it in the least - - he and Trig are the smartest ingredients in this fracass&eacute;e.
On those occasions when it actually works, sure.
And you&#039;ll find the name of his band. :)
Sister Mary Bernadette???
And we aren&#039;t too bad with the litotes either.....we use ALL the literary tools, right Dinsdale?
I know that joke. Well done.
Guinnessarians?
&quot;Ass-fucking&quot; is in fact how I spell the term for a performance using an inverted sackbut. (Especially a rusty one.) The thing itself is not my style personally but otherwise I have no problem with it.
Here&#039;s what I don&#039;t understand about the MFA. Women and specifically feminists hate them? They can&#039;t find a good woman? They can&#039;t find <i>dates</i>? What the everloving fuck?
Since my divorce in &#039;92 from a &quot;all sex is rape&quot; Dworkin misinterpretor, I have not had a whole lot of trouble with this this whole man-hating/no good women thing/dating thing. Especially given the fact I am old, gray, and fat. I do, however, bathe, brush my teeth, and posses a good sense of humor, and most importantly, I possess the social skills necessary to not seek out people who are, for whatever reason righteous or otherwise, not going to like me.
Dash: So, would you like to get a cup of coffee sometime? Woman: Urrr, no. My...cat is sick. Dash: Oh that sucks. I hope she feels better.
:::Dash walks away:::
MRA: So, would you like to get a cup of coffee sometime? Woman: Urrr, no. My...cat is sick. MRA: :::who does this bitch think she is turning down my polite overtures with such a lame excuse? I must pursue her harder to prove that I am, as a man, right:::
Congratulations, Quest for Fire boy. Your protection order is in the mail.
&quot;Now march yourself over to that corner, kneel on those peas and pray to the Lord Our Father for forgiveness, and don&#039;t stand up again until I say so!&quot;
You know, I would have complimented you, Cally, but I was too shy.
Signed,
The Awkward Teenage Boy In The Next Row.
Airedale Terrier Rescue &amp; Adoption?