Friday, May 19, 2006 

The Of Vinci Code

I have no desire to see this movie, but PZ over at Pharyngula has a decent post on the topic and the hype. I read (listened to) the book, and wasn't impressed. On top of that, no scholars of the era or of Leonardo support any of the book's conclusions (What's more likely: that the feminine looking person sitting to Christ's right in "The Last Supper" is Joseph, who was a teenager and would have been portrayed femininely as was the custom to portray young men in Leonardo's time, or that Leonardo only painted 11 of the 12 disciples and decided to throw in Mary Magdalene for shits and giggles as a piece in some strange historical puzzle?). Finally, it seems pretty clear that the Priory of Zion, the alleged secret society charged with protecting the secret of Christ's living bloodline, the society of which Leonardo was or was not a member, seems to be a complete hoax.
As usual, I wish I had written this, but PZ did:

The Catholic church has no grounds for complaining about a badly written, ridiculously improbable, mass-market driven work of popular fiction unless it's because they see it as in competition with their similarly atrocious foundation document.

Now to piss some people off: How can there be descendantss of a man who never existed?

Wednesday, May 17, 2006 

Lyric Blogging

This is the most inspiring song ever written consisting primarily of sad themes.
The Rising - Bruce Springsteen
Can't see nothin' in front of me
Can't see nothin' coming up behind
I make my way through this darkness
I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me
Lost track of how far I've gone
How far I've gone, how high I've climbed
On my back's a sixty pound stone
On my shoulder a half mile line
Come on up for the rising
Come on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight
Left the house this morning
Bells ringing filled the air
Wearin' the cross of my calling
On wheels of fire I come rollin' down here
(chorus)
Spirits above and behind me
Faces gone, black eyes burnin' bright
May their precious blood forever bind me
Lord as I stand before your fiery light
(chorus)
I see you Mary in the garden
In the garden of a thousand sighs
There's holy pictures of our children
Dancin' in a sky filled with light
May I feel your arms around me
May I feel your blood mix with mine
A dream of life comes to me
Like a catfish dancin' on the end of the line
Sky of blackness and sorrow (a dream of life)
Sky of love, sky of tears (a dream of life)
Sky of glory and sadness (a dream of life)
Sky of mercy, sky of fear (a dream of life)
Sky of memory and shadow (a dream of life)
Your burnin' wind fills my arms tonight
Sky of longing and emptiness (a dream of life)
Sky of fullness, sky of blessed life (a dream of life)
(chorus)

Thursday, May 11, 2006 

Lying

I posted this comment on another blog in response to a comment up the thread by someone who claimed that there is no Bush fatigue:

“Bush fatigue. It ain’t gonna happen.”

That really is priceless.I guess an extremely low approval rating is proof of lack of fatigue, just as the majority of Americans who oppose warrantless wiretapping shows support for the NSA program, or the vast majority of Iraqis who want us out is proof that, as Dick Cheney said, “with respect to the question of were we greeted as liberators, I think we clearly are viewed as liberators by the vast majority of the Iraqi people.”

One more point, how is that not a lie? He knows for a fact that it is not “clear” at all, and that every poll conducted has shown huge majorities want us out. To claim something is “clear” is a lie when you know it’s not. How do you cons defend that? It’s time you own up and admit, as I got one of my con friends to do, that you feel there are greater goals which justify lying to the people. Then think of the company you are intellectually keeping by reaching that conclusion.

Just admit it, my friend seemed relieved after he did. It seemed a weight was off his chest now that he no longer had to throw out the patently false BS talking points regarding the NSA scandal, the lies to gather public support for the runup to the war, Social Security, etc… He no longer felt the need to say that no one lied in the runup, then pretend that I didn’t just show him a blatant example of said lying to maintain the shroud of false consistency. Now he just says that of course they lied, they had to, they wouldn’t have gotten the support otherwise. This is a great guy and great friend. Shows how cultish the idea power can make people.