The Indigestible

The Jack Chick sendup started there and continues here.

I find it striking that right-wingers seem to define the entire world in terms of religion; I’ve been accused more than once of making science my “religion”. The notion is foolish in the extreme, of course; religion relies on inerrancy, received Truth and unreasoning appeal to authority.

Science is, of course, imperfect; the history of science is rife with examples of arrogance, willful stupidity and even outright hoaxes. The difference, though, is that hoaxes in science are always quickly found out and debunked. The perpetrators are ridiculed and lose all credibility, and no one takes any of their claims seriously any longer.

Yet we still hear of religious statues weeping tears, or oozing blood, or leaking milk — and even though these are shown to be cheap parlor tricks, still the faithful line up to see the next occurrence, seeking after a miracle to try to affirm something that is ultimately nonsensical.

Think about it. If you really did create the entire universe, wouldn’t you find a better medium to leave a signature than a burn mark in a tortilla? I mean, come on — even Slartibartfast managed to put his face into an entire glacier.

Episode 2: The Unholy Trinity of Science!