One of the most irritating Christian catch-phrases is the supposedly sage, "There are no atheists in foxholes!", always said with a smug expression on the Christians' face, as if that said all that needs to be said on the subject. My reply has always been, "Atheists are too damned smart to get in foxholes, dummy!" but that doesn't really say what I want to say. And this probably won't either, but what the hell, I gotta keep trying until I get it right. Many Christians seem to need other people to believe with them, and exactly the same as them, or it undermines their own faith, and I've never understood that. Kinda like they need to pray out loud, 'cause their god can't hear them otherwise, which doesn't go along with their stated definition of their god at all. So, by describing dead people as death-bed (or foxhole) converters to their belief system, they can increase the number of believers (even if they're dead) to their particular brand of Christianity, without fear of the dead people contradicting them. Dead people, as I have pointed out before, have communications problems. As I stated the other day, I've given up on converting the world to reason, but I still let little things like this irritate me. Speaking of things that irritate me, BabyBush is one of the main ones, and here is another good site with an anti-Bush/pro democracy slant... for those of you with the e-mail only version, here of the URLs, you can cut 'n' paste 'em... http://www.commondreams.org/views02/0913-03.htm and http://www.fromthewilderness.com/free/ww3/02_11_02_lucy.html I went to bed pretty late last night, after midnight (!) and I slept until 11:00... Karen left about 09:00, I expect her home sometime soon, it's 16:45 or so now, and Andy had to be somewhere at 18:00. I didn't really pay any attention to when they left, but I suppose that it was around 09:00. 17:51... I got some stuff cleaned up in the computer room today, it's been raining off and on all day, and I haven't really even been outside, tomorrow will be a good day for that, I think, I need to get the lawn mowed again. I need to start looking at my sentence structure, heh, my prose is beginning to look like I think. I don't think that that's a good thing, in general, my prose should protect my self-image, not project it. I think that I shall go to bed early tonight and sleep late again tomorrow and get completely caught up on my sleep... yeah, I know, that'll never happen, but I can't stop trying.
I just did something I should've done a long time ago... I deleted the Smoke-ring Journals WebRing. There were only about six members, and three of them hadn't updated in the last year, so no big deal. I'm still maintaining the Atheist WebRing, have 15 sites there, and it's fairly active.