Did BD die? -AkusaiNope. I'm just in a blogging funk, but I am getting a bit of role playing in. I'll try to get back on a schedule this weekend.
I'm sure many of you have seen this guy's stuff on YouTube. I saw the first one of a series, "Why do people laugh at Creationists?" and found it to be pretty good. I'll be looking at all of them when I have the time. You can go ahead, though.
It's been a little over a month since I last posted on my Game Development Limbo blog. I will try to have a couple more posts up tonight. If you'd like an invitation, send me your email address so I can send it. I think Gmail addresses are the ones that involve the least amount of trouble to sign in.
I'm still fuzzy on the details, but ERV's old blog got taken down, forcing a move to ScienceBlogs. The new place is here. Restoration and transfer of the old stuff is underway. I haven't been following all that closely, so I don't know the details, other than it appearing to be more than just some random error. I think you can guess my suspicions.
You're the king of a sprawling nation threatened by the darkest of all evils, whose name cannot be uttered. You took a fifteen year old who killed a slime to your throne room, hand him a rusty sword and some padded armor and ask him to slay the fiend. He runs screaming, leaving behind a trail of urine.
So, you've got a big military budget. Why'd you spend it on a whole bunch of humongous mecha with beam sabers and oversized handguns instead of a bunch of cruise missiles?
Is it just me, or are most "modern" religions no different from all the "primitive" ones? Well, maybe one difference is a bunch of theologians end up adding a bunch of fluff until it's all empty gibberish.
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Well, I've gotten addicted to a nice, cheap game I got for $20: Patapon for PSP. It's an odd mix of the rhythm and strategy genres. The patapons are a race of cute little monochrome eyeballs, and you're contracted to be their god, to lead them to Earthend to see IT. The controls consist of drumming the buttons to guide the patapons into different actions. You'll get drums and songs for marching, attacking, defending, retreating, etcetera. You have to maintain the beat if you want the benefits of Fever Mode.
You know when you're living in a world full of imported alien phlebotinum, the crime syndicates always gets involved. But why is it when they start buying alien contraband, it's always laser guns? Wouldn't it be easier to buy a teleporter and just beam the cash out of the bank vaults?
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It's up at Andrea's Buzzing About.
I don't see good news as often as I'd like, but some anti-vaxxer thuggery got shot down.
PZ's got a more complete post on the subject. This will largely be a rant on my part. The quick summary: A teacher, to "instruct" students in electricity branded them with a device that left crosses in their skin. They apparently hurt for a long time. One set of religious parents feared bringing the issue up because they expected retaliation.
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There are lots of things I don't know about evolution. There are lots of things we as a civilization still don't know about it. I could ask a question about some metabolic process in some obscure worm species evolved, and there's a reasonable chance a scientist could give me an answer. Or apply for a grant to find out. There's always more to be found out, and too much for any one person to know it all.
Just saw this on Pharyngula. Ugh. Stories of people surviving disasters where innocents perish, followed by attributing their survival to divine intervention are nothing new, but this one just sticks in my craw more than others for some reason I'm currently trying to parse.
Expelled is doing all sorts of whining, and it keeps getting funnier. Now they're complaining about skeptical efforts at "Google bombing" to raise one of the central places for critiques of the movie in the search rankings. Apparently our right to free speech is such a horrible imposition on them. After all, what right do we have to expose lies to the public and make a big show about it? Leaves me to wonder just how close Ben Stein and crew are to calling for a ban on free speech and an amendment to repeal the First Amendment.Premise Media has also learned of grass root efforts that are underway to try to influence the ranking of internet searches regarding Expelled by those wanting to learn about the film. Their stated goal is an attempt to counter-site those searchers to other websites that criticize the themes in the movie.
We are not surprised that opponents of our film are attempting to interfere with its important message.
Took a look at my blog traffic today (about half of my previous average, probably thanks to irregular posting), and noticed King of Ferrets has a place of his own, now. I haven't known him for that long, but saw him doing a lot of commenting over at Skeptico. It's good to have more young skeptics about. Hope he does well in the blogosphere.
I remember one period during my stay at the JREF forums that floody troll (who I believe got banned, eventually) "Killik" started bashing science in general, claiming it to be useless or something like that. I didn't see the post that inspired the reply, but someone decided to stick something in Killik's craw (and very effectively, if I recall his responses correctly) by posting a thread entitled, "Science is really cool because..." which encouraged people to post all the wonderful things science has found, made possible, and so forth. I feel like starting something like that here. What's science done to make your life cooler? It can be anything from making PSP possible all the way to merely finding out something nifty about an obscure particle. This thread is wide open.
It's up at Archaeoporn.
I'm very foamy right now, so I'll just give you a few links to people saying what I would, only more coherently:
I traveled across the blogosphere. From the ruins of abandoned blogspots, to the degree mills of the ID crowds, right across the deep pits of Scienceblogs. And everywhere I went I saw people just like you, living as slaves, blind to it all! But if I became a legend then that's wrong, because my name isn't important. There's someone else. The man who sent me out here, the man who told me to walk the Internet. He has saved your lives so many times and you never even knew he was there. He never stops. He never stays. He never asks to be thanked. But I've seen him, I know him... I love him... And I know what he can do.
So, your team of adventurers have gone through a fire cave, an ice cave, an ancient techno-labyrinth, the innards of some weird dungeon-shaped monster, a giant tree with tunnels carved into it, and a crypt filled with undead.
You've got a time machine, and you've taken George Lucas hostage. What would you do differently with the Star Wars Trilogies?
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It's up at Mike's Weekly Skeptic Rant. But apparently I'm FORBIDDEN from clicking over.
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Yesterday, all I could do was laugh at the story. PZ had his very own Crowning Moment of Awesome last night, and word spread quickly of the abject stupidity of the Expellers. An update followed. I had to avoid reading anything this morning, since giggle fits tend to attract attention, and I work in the same building as a lot of fundies. I'll be spending my time today catching up on the massive comments in a lot of these entries, since the blogosphere is just filled to the brim with wit from my fellow skeptics, and my brother reports that the trolls have been marinating themselves in weaksauce, today.Expect me to link to Expelled's inevitable (but apparently very long delayed) spin on things.Stewart, please help me with the process for invitation and expulsion.
First this man was “apparently hustling and bothering several invited attendees, apparently trying to disrupt the viewing or sneak in.”
Then “He didn’t cause a disruption per se; he was kindly escorted out.” The reason for the escort - “It was obvious he was being kicked out by theatre management because he was not invited nor was he on the pre-submitted list.”
How did management know who was invited and who was on the pre-submitted list? Was there a difference between being invited and being on the pre-submitted list? Were people who filled out the online RSVP not actually invited? How did they know they were not invited if they filled out the online RSVP?
You say, “Management then approached the man, asked him if he had a ticket…” So one guy was asked about a ticket, but not his family or Dawkins? Or anyone else? But the RSVP site says IDs will be checked, not have your ticket ready…
So this guy’s family and Dawkins were invited and/or on the pre-submitted list? If not, why were they not kindly escorted out? How did management know that he was crashing, but not know his family and Dawkins were crashing?
Do the producers warn people the RSVP is not the presubmitted list or an invitation? Can we expect more people to be kindly escorted out of future showings?
You would have been better off sticking with the “apparently hustling and bothering several invited attendees, apparently trying to disrupt the viewing or sneak in” story.
*Snort* Hahaha! Ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha hahaha! Ha-ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Haha haha haha! Ha-haaaaah!Well, thought I'd make a post that may make commenting easy: Just think of stuff that irritates you in videogames and ramble aimlessly about it.
Some starters:
It's part of what makes Metroid so damn much fun: you run around until you find this new cool thing, and then think "Oh! This new cool thing can help me do something concrete elsewhere!" and not just "Oh. Now I have more numbers that help me to do more numbers to the other numbers.
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It's up at Happy Jihad's House of Pancakes.
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Agony Booth recently posted one of their scathing recaps for Battlefield Earth. I actually saw that movie in the theater, expecting just another sci-fi flick, but oddly enough, I don't recall the first half hour of it, and I'm almost never late to a movie. I wonder if the projectionist mercifully removed a reel or something. The moment I snapped was when the harrier jets showed up. I couldn't look away, wondering if the badness would roll over. It overshot.
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Still looking for more people to sign up for my Game Development Limbo. I always feel paranoid when I don't get comments for a while. That, and sometimes I just really feel like having a casual conversation about gaming in general.
Well, PZ posted a picture made by a rather pathetic individual. I think I'll agree with some people that "Self-Portrait" would make for a more appropriate caption, since the creator apparently doesn't get out of his bleak gray room very often. Artists should do what they know, and I guess this "artist" doesn't know much at all.I don't think Atheists can even believe in love, which is the saddest part.That's just pathetic. I'd love to beat some people like this over the head with my love for my family and friends. Unfortunately, intricate configurations of neurochemicals probably don't have the inertia necessary to do any damage, either physically, or to their cloistered worldview. What especially galls me about this is that even if we express our love and wonder, they'll just discount it as false because it doesn't come out of the nice, unnecessary packaging of their power structure.
One of your ally's key strategic planets has fallen to the evil invading warrior race guys. They sent a fleet of ships and dropped off a million troops to do the job. How the hell did they conquer a whole planet with so little manpower?