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Tuesday, November 10, 2015

you think, therefore you are

I'm sure you can find somebody that has any theory, and it's pretty hard to figure out what happened a few thousand years ago, but it seems to me that you are cherry picking theories outside of the general consensus on the basis of whether or not they appear to be be in agreement with bible stories.  Maybe this maybe that, but apply Occam's razor and you come out with probably not. 

Wiki sez the Hyksos took over the eastern Nile Delta, not the sort of thing I would think a bunch of crabby Canaanites would be capable of.

You know if you already know what you want to believe it is not a problem going through history and picking things that support your theory and ignoring things that don't.

If you want to get close to the truth you have to start out like Descartes believing nothing and then only accepting the things that have the most proof.  I'm sure that some guy believes Moses was a renegade pharaoh, just as I am sure that there are thousands of people who believe Obama is the antichrist.

Oh yes Aten, that is a big story, often fictionalized, generally with Akenaton and his beautiful wife as heroes, because this sun god thing appears to be a monotheism and hence closer to Christianity than that spooky panoply of creepy animal-headed gods that they worshiped before and after.

Still doesn't answer why they didn't change catholic to universal when they translated it into English. Doesn't that smite of the antichrist?

Three's a crowd is really just used to get rid of the extra member of the sex of which there are two, so that the remaining two, composing one of each sex, can get down to some hanky panky.  But now that I think about it, in this age of gay acceptance of gayness, all three could be of the same sex, or it might be that the one of the sex of which there is only one is the one who has to be shed before hanky panky can be commenced.

You're right, things are more complicated now that they gays have taken over.

I still like, 'that's not people, that's traffic.'  It's a little like this phrase a friend of mine came out with driving down I-35 in Austin Texas.  He was complaining about people driving too slowly and said, 'if they're not in a hurry they should have stayed home.

It was strange that the room where the MYF meetings were held was in the basement, since after all hell is underground, but it made it a little thrilling for those without sin.  And maybe hell isn't really underground, at least not to Rev Al, who you got the impression had some strange ideas about heaven and hell, and last Thursday night he had hinted that he might be discussing them tonight.  Cindy hoped not, she hoped for a quick sock hop, flashing her ring in front of Sally's false-eyelashed lashes, and then going out with Beagles afterwards for vanilla shakes at Gerties where they could discuss their relationship.

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