PZ Myers Is God

Oh, wait a minute, Eric Clapton beat him to it. I still like the way PZ Myers writes, even if he isn’t a deity. If you are curious, try these on for size:

Friction-free morning

Which brings me to my big complaint: I get up early in the morning, and I step outside, and the sidewalks are all these beautifully smooth sheets of ice; it's like a Zamboni has gone down the streets of Morris, polishing everything.

Rare hyperbole

It's more like a meeting of the mindless. Ben Stein has had a friendly meeting with that old fraud, Ken Ham, and apparently they were perfect for each other.

Now blind in two senses

Or, more likely, that if you mail all your money to a preacher, you'll get rich.

Chris Hedges wastes everyone's time

And what about the atheists? Are there utopian dreamers among us? Sure, but not many — it's hard to be too optimistic when you're a minority surrounded by glib believers in balderdash. I think we tend to be realists: humanity has done fairly well for itself, and has potential to do better, but human nature is not a perfect ideal, nor is it perfectable, and we're always going to have conflict and compromise. The question is whether we're going to resolve those conflicts with reason, or with tribalisms and superstition.