6th March 2010
“James Hutton, 'Father of Geology' tapped his hammer about Salisbury Crags, striking his own early blow at the Biblical timescale in 1788 when he declared: 'We find no vestige of a beginning… no prospect of an end.'”
Jim Gilchrist
“James Hutton, 'Father of Geology' tapped his hammer about Salisbury Crags, striking his own early blow at the Biblical timescale in 1788 when he declared: 'We find no vestige of a beginning… no prospect of an end.'”
Jim Gilchrist
March 6th, 2010 at 1:42
Ok, totally unrelated to the quote – sorry – but these stories always amuse the hell out of me.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/03/04/roy-ashburn-arrested-anti_n_485419.html
Why is it all the conservative anti-gay crusaders end up being gay? Methinks they protest too much…
March 6th, 2010 at 6:49
A funny thing happens when you look at evidence: the truth.
March 6th, 2010 at 9:11
the quote….Ahh….just a human who claim that.No need to bother
March 6th, 2010 at 13:52
I wonder …how did the church take such a comment?
March 6th, 2010 at 15:06
The truth you wouldn’t know what the truth was if it bit your leg off.
March 6th, 2010 at 16:39
Holysmokes:
They took it as always. They turned up the smoke machine, had the faithful spit-polish the mirrors and told them to go read their Stone Age fairy tale books and not question the man behind the curtain.
March 6th, 2010 at 17:54
Yesterday was a day for poems by the ATHEISTS. So I have a little poem or whatever. On this planet there is no room’ so lets send all those gloomy atheists to the Moon. Your bound to like that . You could have your own Goverment. Atheists would rule.Sounds like heaven for the Atheist.
March 6th, 2010 at 20:59
Another limerick for tech
God gave humans a brain to amuse them
Yet gets kind of cross when they use them
If they find it transparent
God isn’t apparent
He sends them to hell to abuse them.
March 6th, 2010 at 23:01
This is so much easier after a couple of glasses.
No offence tech! – honest
Jesus was gay
Jesus was gay? I hear you all say.
Well he had lovely hair which he combed every day.
Surrounded by men because women were scary.
The man on his arm was the one they called Mary.
He always drank wine and never touched beer.
Our lord Jesus Christ. The original queer.
March 7th, 2010 at 2:59
PEB,
Now that’s a poem! I’ve been hitting the ski slopes trying to kill myself by hitting trees. Suffice it to say I’m a bit sore, but I laughed my ass off at your poem/comeback. Well done.
March 7th, 2010 at 4:11
Good poem Holysmokes. Jesus, the original queer. Love it!
Not that there’s anything wrong with that….
March 7th, 2010 at 4:11
Ooops. I mean, good poem PEB.
March 8th, 2010 at 20:57
In seventeen hundred and seventy eight,
a man named Hutton set things straight.
When he cracked with his hammer
set the churches to yammer
and so, were the superstitious set straight.
And still the old blowhard named Steve
was late; hope his cohorts weren’t peeved
As he cranked out some rhymes
and made up for lost times
He got busy and rolled up his sleeves.
March 8th, 2010 at 21:01
As I struggle to make up a rhyme
I have learned that with haste you make nine.
But I still think it wise
and will not compromise
else I’ll end up not knowing ‘deep time’.
Thank you, Sir Hutton. This quote became more impressive when I read about the time and setting.