Posts Tagged: Bad Religion
SkeptiCamp 2010 II
On October 23rd, 2010, several dozen skeptics descended on UBC for the second SkeptiCamp of 2010: a full day of science, education, questioning assumptions, and rap. Good times.
This is what happens when you mix science and religion
Dr. Hugh Ross is full of shit.
Sure, he’s obviously a smart guy. He knows a lot about science–Astronomy, Mathematics, etc… But he’s also a biblical literalist, and what’s worse, he’s trying to support the one with the other.
Relics
Quebec (the province and the city) has a lot of history. In Vancouver, “old” just means turn of the century (Gastown, some of Strathcona and New Westminster). But Vieux-Québec? Try turn of the eighteenth century, then we’ll talk. Everything just feels old, every street corner has a hundred stories to tell.
I’d say Jack Chick’s lost it, except I don’t think he ever had it to begin with
Seriously, what the hell?
Burn in Hell, Jerry Falwell
Okay, I wasn’t going to write about Falwell’s death… but then I thought, what the hell, all the cool kids are doing it. Let’s start with a stirring eulogy by Christopher Hitchens:
Wanna see something really scary?
From Robot Chicken: Arise, O Great Pumpkin!
From AlterNet: The Thirteen Scariest People in America
Three Missionary Tracts
There was a bit about sharing tracts in the old Rapture movie I reviewed a few days ago, (just about 6 minutes in) and that made me remember my own small collection of missionary tracts. I picked them all up one night many years ago, while waiting for the bus in downtown Vancouver. They were scattered all over the bus stop bench so I collected them (out of a dislike for littering, both physical and spiritual), and have kept them to this day (out of morbid curiosity and historical interest).
Apocalypse Then And Now
Exhibit A: an ancient, horribly low-budget film about the Rapture.
Exhibit B: They’re making a video game based on the Left Behind movies.
A Wedding in Sooke
For the second time in three weeks I was on the Island; not in Tofino but the little town of Sooke, for my friend Nathan’s wedding. It was a very nice ceremony, nothing fancy, with Sooke Harbour as a gorgeous backdrop. Which became a grey and rainy backdrop the following day, so we really lucked out.
Man Walking Against The Wind… OF SIN!!!
Just when I think I’ve seen everything, along comes a Web site so unique, so startling, so fucking ridiculous that I instantly feel humbled and relieved. Because there are whole dimensions of crazy and stupid out there, and if I searched for a lifetime I could only scratch the surface. Gawd bless the Internet.
“I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.”
Because, honestly: how is this billboard not shameless religious propaganda?
…This I Know, For The Bling-Bling Tells Me So
So I’m driving to work this morning, grooving to La bottine souriante, when a car pulls up next to me at a red light. I don’t really pay attention, until I see the guy in the front passenger’s side pulling down his window, specifically trying to get my attention. What the hell? Do I know him? A quick memory scan turns up negative. Has he spotted my rainbow flag bumper sticker and now wants to cruise me? He’s cute, young, with a nice smile and dark spiky hair… and wearing a huge-ass, gaudy gold crucifix, which he’s holding up with a hand graced by an equally huge-ass, equally gaudy gold ring. Get down with your gangsta self, white boy!
