Just as a reminder, my current writings can be found at The Heresy Club! Click onto the Heresy Club link on top to get ahold of some well-written articles, musings and rants on the latest irrationalities of our crazy little world by myself and others.
Playing with Fire
A parallel if you will:
In Davie, Florida, via Susannah Bryan of the Sun Sentinel:
At least 10 firefighters who still or once worked for Davie, both men and women, have filed complaints with the EEOC alleging discrimination — prompting a visit from U.S. Department of Justice officials.
Pharyngulated
So as it turns, my personal piece on why and how I became an atheist was picked up by PZ Myers’ Pharyngula as part of his on-going series on people’s personal journey to godlessness (finally!).
With the massive backlog from numerous entries, it’s awesome to see my writing up there. Lemme know what ya think or if you’ve been sent here from the link on Pharyngula, feel free to check out my writings.
A Heretic.
Hey, folks.
So a personal update here. While it seems like I’ve been on a writing hiatus, that’s actually only because I’ve become a newly minted contributor to the Heresy Club, a conglomeration of young skeptical or otherwise freethinking writers centered around the goings-on of the other side of the Atlantic.
Started up by several young skeptical activists like Alex Gabriel, Rhys Morgan and Hayley Stevens, who’ve received recognition for some of their escapades in debunking ghosts, cranks and quacks, I’ll be hopefully covering my fair share of irrationality stateside.
I’ve already put up a few pieces on there, which I’ll eventually link on here. I’ll also include a separate tab to check me out on the Heresy Club on the DHW. While I do plan to mostly write on there, I’ll try to maintain a steady flow here, if only cross-posting my pieces between the two. That does include part 2 of my adventures with Bigfoot, as soon as the interview is finished and edited.
Stay tuned for more funny takes of the irrational and pugs galore!
Mob Justice.
A nameless man was burned alive in Pakistan last Tuesday.
He was dragged out into the street and set ablaze in front of hundreds of people, helplessly screaming, the crowd unwilling to leave until he was charred beyond recognition. And why? Because this apparently mentally ill man had possibly burned several pages of the Koran.
To defend the honor of a book, a sick man was brutally and heartlessly killed to the cheers of hundreds. At the behest of religious men of peace and love, a faceless man was sacrificed in the middle of the street mere feet away from the safety of a police station, as policemen laid bleeding and their vehicles burning away. In the name of protecting their omnipotent god from the atrocious crime of blasphemy, a man was murdered.
Glory of god, indeed.
