I hate the Noah's Ark story. Even as a kid, to me, this story had more holes in it than a block of Swiss cheese.
Two of EVERY animal in the world - including insects and birds? I had been to the zoo a few times as a child and the thought that all the animals there could fit on one boat was ludicrous.
They also never reconciled the whole carnivore vs herbivore issue to my satisfaction. Did they stay on different floors on this cruise ship? If 'god' told them the tigers not to eat the gazelles then what did the tigers eat? I guess the ugly gazelles who weren't pretty enough to be the two 'chosen' ones.
The 'poop' question alone would make my head spin. That would have been a 24/7 job for some poor bastard. You know Noah wasn't picking up a shovel. Once a Sunday school teacher told me they didn't go to the bathroom. They just 'held' it...for forty days and forty nights. I can't even hold it past dinner time.
Also, where were all the dinosaurs. Did they lose their invitations in the mail? Or were they all gone by the time 'god' decided it was time to wash everything clean?
AND, how dickish a move was it to flood the ENTIRE WORLD? You are GOD, you could burn a few bushes in front of these illiterate sheep herders and they would have got the message. Talk about overkill. The 'god' in the Old Testament is like a toddler who isn't getting his way in the grocery store.
So the lesson here is that if I am not good then 'god' will drown me. Good luck getting me into the tub ever again. To me you are not my mom but 'god's' henchman waiting for a chance to push my head under the water. Like I am going to give you the chance to carry out your plan.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.