I used to think it was awful that life was so unfair. Then I thought, 'wouldn't it be much worse if life *were* fair, and all the terrible things that happen to us come because we actually deserve them?' So now I take great comfort in the general hostility and unfairness of the universe. – M. Cole
I think I may have broken our favorite unfunny Christian comedian, John Branyan: “I would consider the stopping of the earth’s rotation as evidence you have a husband.” Now, since no one ever claimed my spouse could stop the earth from rotating like the bible claims this god can stop the “sun” aka stop the earth from rotating, how can that be evidence of a 50+ year old Army veteran who is married to a 50+ year old me? Of course, JB’s Amanda, has such a good time trying to claim I’m not human *but* she’ll be “forced” to vote for Trump because of me. Such a pair of conservative Christians.
Poor JB, he has ended up here after thinking that it’s funny to be misogynistic just like Donald J. Trump, whom it seems to be living up to his claims of being an sexual abuser. Oh well, that’s all he has, the “comedy” of a bully, who doesn’t like it at all when he’s called on it. This is what conservative Christians are.
In other news, I have a momma cat and her kittens in my backyard. The momma cat lets me pick her up and pet her. Now begins the process of taming the four kittens. I discovered, again, that kittens have claws with monomolecular points on them. 🙂
I felt like a long post today, sitting here in the air conditioning. If you’ve been reading my posts, you’ll have seen most if not all of this before. Move on and watch part of one of my favorite cartoon movies Rock and Rule: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aR-Z92eXVoo
Occasionally, my spam filter catches some lazy Christian spam. The below is that (in italics) and what my responses to such nonsense.
In December of 2017, Donald Trump made history by recognizing Jerusalem as the capital of Israel. Why is this big news? Because by this the Jewish people of Israel are now able to press forward in bringing about the Third Temple prophesied in the Bible.
Funny how the Israelis don’t seem to be interested at all in what evangelical Christians want.
Jewish Rabbis have publicly announced that their Messiah will be revealed in the coming years who will be a leader and spiritual guide to all nations, gathering all religions under the worship of one God.
Of course, this is simply nonsense. Their messiah isn’t the Christian one. And they claimed this would happen a couple of thousand years ago too, and it hasn’t happened yet.
Biblical prophecy tells us that this Jewish Messiah who will take the stage will be the antichrist “who opposes and exalts himself above all that is called God or that is worshiped, so that he sits as God in the temple of God, showing himself that he is God” (2 Thessalonians 2:4). For a time he will bring about a false peace, but “Therefore when you see the ‘abomination of desolation,’ spoken of by Daniel the prophet, standing in the holy place (Matthew 24:15)…then there will be great tribulation, such as has not been since the beginning of the world until this time, no, nor ever shall be” (Matthew 24:21).
Ah, here we go, the usual Christian claims that anyone but them doesn’t have the truth and are evil. It again shows that any concern that a conservative Christian has for Israel is completely selfish and the sadistic hope that millions are murdered. How pathetic…. Again.
More importantly, the power that runs the world wants to put a RFID microchip in our body making us total slaves to them. This chip matches perfectly with the Mark of the Beast in the Bible, more specifically in Revelation 13:16-18:
“He causes all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and slave, to receive a mark on their right hand or on their foreheads, and that no one may buy or sell except one who has the mark or the name of the beast, or the number of his name.”
What could you do with $42,000? Well, my former church (you can see them here. Rather a shame that they removed the piano and organ from the sanctuary) is using it to spread their nonsense in Romania. Not that there are poor people in western Pennsylvania that need help.
They did this once before, when I was still a Christian, sending people to Australia for the same reason. And having known some Australians, they do assure me that there are Christians there, no Americans need to bother with flying several thousand miles to come.
Now, when you read stats about Romania, in 2011, 81% were Orthodox Christians. Adding up the various percentages of Christianties in Romania gets you to 92% or around 18 and half million people. It’s one of the most religious countries in Europe, but a tiny church in Pennsylvania where there is a poverty rate around 40% (plus problems with drugs) just has to go over and proselytize.
Indeed, these evangelicals are sure that the Romanian Orthodox Church is entirely wrong, “The Romanian Orthodox Church claims that over three-quarters of the population are Orthodox believers, and therefore Christians. This false claim is based on their practice of infant baptism by triple immersion, followed immediately by Chrismation (anointing with oil, through which the infant is supposed to receive the Holy Spirit). The Orthodox maintain that they alone have the truth and that the teaching of all others, including Roman Catholics, is in error. For them, to be Romanian is to be Orthodox. Evangelicals are treated as sects, along with cults like the Jehovah’s Witnesses, Mormons and Children of God. Today many heretical cults are making inroads in Romania.”
Funny how they don’t see themselves just as silly as the “cults” that they attack and don’t see themselves as claiming that they only have the “truth” too. So many Christians love to hate each other.
It just goes to show that there is nothing good about Christianity, and most Christians just want to preen at their god to show it how pious they are and display themselves in public, rather than help their fellow man.
Two weeks ago, we ventured up to Toronto for a vacation. Things had a bit of a rocky start since the airline ceased to be going out of our local airport, and we had to travel to Philly to get on it. It, of course, took longer to get to the airport than it took for the actual flight. I love flying, I freakin’ hate airports. The TSA lines weren’t bad though, and we got up to Toronto in the morning.
After navigating the rail line from the airport to Toronto and then the subway to our hotel, we finally got ensconced in our room. When ever we can, we stay at a Kimpton Hotel, since they are always nice, and they have nicely liberal policies, including taking pets. The St. George was, as usual, in a mid 20th C mid rise building and we were on the 7th floor. The room was about twice the size of the one we stayed in when we stayed at a Kimpton in Boston. And speaking of Boston, it felt like it was about that expensive in Toronto, but with a good exchang
l was near the University of Toronto, and this was definitely a college bar but very nice, and I liked the seating in it. The first time we went, it was great customer service. The second time, there was no customer service, so your mileage may vary.
That evening, we went out to find the reason we ended up in Toronto. I had read about a “nerd” bar, the Storm Crow Tavern that is located out in Vancouver. We were prepared to fly out there to go to it but then found out that they were going to open a location in Toronto, the Storm Crow Manor. It’s a couple of streets back from Yonge Street, which is the main entertainment/LGBT area of Toronto. I do need to show you the baby changing station:
They have very good food and drink. The décor is very much for the happy nerd in me. I’m not much of a photographer, so just go out to the link and look around. They were working on their outdoor area when we were there, which is complete now (I think.) You can also follow them on Facebook to see what they are doing. We went there three times during the 4 days we were there.
I got “Romulan Ale” as you can see. and here’s a video of it bubbling.
The next day we walked down to the CN Tower, a ridiculously high observation installation, about a fifth of a mile high. That’s it standing above the skyline. We were going to go up in it but the line was ridiculous and it was hot. So we proceeded across the street to the Steam Whistle Brewery, which had just opened a German-style biergarten. They had a very good pilsner, and I had a radler (beer and grapefruit soda) made with it, and my husband had just the beer. He also had the chicken schnitzel and I had beef tartar. It was a little over mustardy for me, but good, well chopped rather than ground.
We chose to walk up Yonge Street on the way back to the hotel. And there we found a Tokyo Smoke, another reason we went to Toronto. We partook some very low dose capsules. I’ve tried weed before but never had much of a reaction to it. This wasn’t much of a reaction either but it does seem to make it easer to think about things creatively and to get rid of the anxiety that you aren’t doing something “right” when doing art, writing, etc. The folks at the store were very professional and helpful. I really hope that PA gets recreational weed soon. The day was ended at Storm Crow again.
For Wednesday, I had made an appointment at a spa in the city, Hammam. It had advertised that it did Turkish baths and massages. My husband hadn’t had a professional massage before so I thought we’d both enjoy it. We had seen Turkish baths on various shows, most notably Tony Bourdain’s travel show, and wanted to try one. After wrapping up with towels, we spend some time in the steam room, a lovely tiled area with benches. It was HOT, but they had cold wet washcloths in a refrigerator right outside, so I took one and breathed through it while the sweat streamed off me. Then the bath attendents took us into a room with a large heated stone table where we laid down and were sluiced by hot and cold water, body temperature soap suds as well as being well scrubbed with what felt like 80 grit sand paper, but in a good way. After the bath, we were taken to another room for the massages. I got a full body massage and my husband got just the upper body since he’s a computer guy and, being tall, hunches over his desk all of the time. I’d definitely recommend it, even if it was a little pricy. But you only live once, eh?
After the spa, we wanted to get some dim sum, so we walked into Chinatown. We ended up at the Sky Dragon restaurant in a small multistory mall. I think we were the only Caucasian folks there, and we had absolutely no idea what we were eating, but it was tasty. There were several sets of dumplings, I could recognize the shu mai, and then we had a deep fried thing that seemed to be something like a crab cake, but rather shaggy on the outside. These were brought around in cards by elderly Chinese ladies, who were amused with us.
The next day we knew it was going to be rainy all day. We were just up the street from the Royal Ontario Museum, so we saved that for the rainy day. When we were there they had two special exhibitions, one for Indian treasures and the other paintings from the age of Rembrandt. The Indian show had caparisons for elephants and horses, clothing, canopies and jewels. The painting exhibit was beautiful, and I found I could appreciate it more since I’ve been dabbling with painting myself. One painter, I think it’s was Pieter Jansz. Saenredam, struck me as having what I would consider modern sensibilities. (an example of his work).
Finally, for dinner that evening, we again overcame our shyness and anxiety and went to a Japanese barbeque place right across from our hotel. It was called Gyubee, and seems to be a small chain up in Canada. Like the dim sum place, we really had no idea what we were doing, but it was fun grilling thinly sliced meats and vegetables on the gas grill in the center of the table. We had pork belly, brisket, marinated short rib, asparagus and mushrooms. For desert they had these great popsicles, Melona, and we had the mango ones.
We had idly known that the Toronto Raptors were playing in the NBA finals. Being not interested in sports in the least, we really didn’t pay attention. But that night, I woke up to hear all sorts of hooting and screaming. The celebration was on, and we could hear them seven stories up. And we were a couple of miles from the real craziness down at the arena by the CN Tower.
All in all, a good vacation, though every time I come home, I vow to never leave again. My anxiety chews me up on vacations. Hope you enjoyed reading!
Ray Comfort, well-known creationist and ark failure, is sick. He has a kidney issue. His followers sent out the following plea: “Please pray for Ray. He has been battling excruciating kidney stone pain for well over a week (see the video he made a week ago). He has been to the hospital five times over the last few days (and witnessed to many along the way). He is having an unplanned surgery today. We’d be grateful for your prayers for a successful surgery, perfect health, pain entirely eliminated, and of course, many to come to Christ. Romans 8:28.” That last verse is part of the verses that Calvinists cite when claiming predestination is true “28 And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.29 For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters.30 And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified.” Trust me, kidney problems are not fun, and a god that requires someone to suffer from them is just a ass. Of course, Ray’s minions don’t like the rest of that claim in Romans since it shows that their claims of free will are false, if one believes the nonsense of the bible.
So, he’s in a hospital getting surgery. No church elders with oil and prayer, no magical healing from any baptized believer in Jesus Christ as savior, no miracles at all, just good old human hard work and knowledge.
This is no surprise from these hypocrites and liars. The Pope doesn’t go to Lourdes for healing, he goes to the hospital. And Ray is just as believing as the Pope e.g. not at all. He knows better than to trust prayer or his god’s “will” for him. Ah, but they constantly tell their believers that prayers will be answered, just like the bible claims, that this god will take care of its worshippers like the birds of the air and lilies of the field. Well, I guess that’s why you see dead birds constantly since this god is incompetent and/or imaginary.
Of course many Christians will claim that their god “gave” medicine to humans. Which means that this sad little god evidently had a real hate on for those who dared be born before he deigned to “give” antibiotics, anesthesia, chemotherapy, gamma knives, dialysis, insulin, psychiatric drugs, etc to humans.
How many millions did this god intentionally kill by screwing around like that? The Christian answer is “we can’t understand god…until we want to claim we can.”