Thursday, September 07, 2006
Meanwhile away from Brown's dithering prætorians
the British Association for the Advancement of Science is discussing small matters. Like the future of life on earth, how climate change is bringing new diseases to Europe including one which makes your muscles turn black and die. (Excellent. H5N1 has proved a bit of a damp squib, maybe black muscle rotting lurgy will be grounds for a few hysterical posts, along with the new strain of TB which is "virtually untreatable". If so I'm going back for the butcher of a school nurse who put a crater this big in my left arm with a botched and now it seems useless TB jab, and I'm going back loaded for bear.)
Back to the BAAS: can Science be at home with God? asked a display in Norwich Cathedral which is very beautiful and I am sure is packed with good people every Sunday and mean nothing personal in what follows, but as a bastard and ammonite lover - not physically, you understand - and therefore not permitted into an association of the Lord even unto the tenth generation, I have to say: no it can't, nor should it try. They're pedalling superstition, lying to us (can you claim your tithes back if it's all bollocks and after death you end up bacterial broth, no wings, no harp?), wilfully misrepresenting and demonizing science and miseducating kids. Their more extreme fringes are spreading and doing their best to shove us back into an age of superstitious obscurantism. Their arguments should be hacked off at the knees: no faith schools, no charitable for religions, no blasphemy laws. We've got our own bearded old man with the answers to life, thanks and he's called Charles Darwin.
Getting practical and political, sustainable transport got an airing in 'driving ourselves to destruction' and in between the jet-packs and hover boards goes what came out tops? Cycling, walking and better public transport. Nothing new there, but the more experts say it maybe our forty-watt politicians will act.
And finally, flooding, there will be a lot of it around in future, and one of the first places to find Old Father Thames coming over the window sills will be? The House of Commons.
There will be more BAAS news tomorrow, but you probably won't get to read or hear much about it over the noise of toys being thrown and dummies spat.
Back to the BAAS: can Science be at home with God? asked a display in Norwich Cathedral which is very beautiful and I am sure is packed with good people every Sunday and mean nothing personal in what follows, but as a bastard and ammonite lover - not physically, you understand - and therefore not permitted into an association of the Lord even unto the tenth generation, I have to say: no it can't, nor should it try. They're pedalling superstition, lying to us (can you claim your tithes back if it's all bollocks and after death you end up bacterial broth, no wings, no harp?), wilfully misrepresenting and demonizing science and miseducating kids. Their more extreme fringes are spreading and doing their best to shove us back into an age of superstitious obscurantism. Their arguments should be hacked off at the knees: no faith schools, no charitable for religions, no blasphemy laws. We've got our own bearded old man with the answers to life, thanks and he's called Charles Darwin.
Getting practical and political, sustainable transport got an airing in 'driving ourselves to destruction' and in between the jet-packs and hover boards goes what came out tops? Cycling, walking and better public transport. Nothing new there, but the more experts say it maybe our forty-watt politicians will act.
And finally, flooding, there will be a lot of it around in future, and one of the first places to find Old Father Thames coming over the window sills will be? The House of Commons.
There will be more BAAS news tomorrow, but you probably won't get to read or hear much about it over the noise of toys being thrown and dummies spat.
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