Tuesday, October 14

Unsung science

Why can't results like these be splashed around the news networks more often.

On Obesity, What the Researchers Didn't Find

More good news.

Monday, October 13

Possum momma has gone offline


One of the many bloggers I follow (the list to the right is just a sample) has been forced offline due to a band of small-minded bigots . We don't know for how long. An explanation can be found here. Possum momma will be missed.

UPDATE:

She's baaaack!

Wednesday, October 1

Hey ho, its been a while. I haven't posted anyfing cause I haven't done anyfing, but I had to share this, even if only with the future me. These 2 poems (below) were submitted as comments on a Pharyngula post on a group of fundagelical religios in USA blaming the Wall St crisis on the gays and supporters of the gays. I just thought these were worth keeping as better than average examples of Cuttlefish's awesome work.

Posted by: Cuttlefish, OM October 1, 2008 7:22 AM
Sometimes, when your target is running around like a headless chicken, you don't even have to move your sights at all--they'll just run right in front of your barrel, and you can take the same shot over again. This time, I got two:

They say that God created Man
As part of an enormous plan,
And did so in His image, cos he loves us, every one.

When men of God discriminate
And treat their fellow men with hate
They do so with the knowledge it's what Jesus would have done.

When righteous men, in righteous ways
Hate atheists, or Jews, or gays,
Or Muslims, pagans, redheads, southpaws, foreigners, or Voodoo

I know at first it may seem odd,
But clearly, you've created God
In your own image, when you find he hates the same folks you do.

http://digitalcuttlefish.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-his-own-image.html


My God is pretty self-assured, and quite convinced He's right.
He made me in His image, so He's green-eyed, blond, and white;
And He's very, very wrathful with the folks who disagree;
He'll hold a grudge for centuries--Oh, wait--that might be me.

He's insecure enough to want to hear how much you love Him
And He never will forgive you if there's someone else above Him;
He'll jealously react to any threat to His domain
By smiting all His enemies--Oh, wait--that's me again.

He'll make the world a better place for those who think like Him
For those in opposition, well, the situation's grim;
He'll call jihad, or else crusade--some form of Holy War
Because He knows He's always right--Oh, wait--that's me once more.

He's handsome, bearded, steely-eyed, deep-voiced and somewhat haughty
So wonderful, his naughty bits are never seen as naughty
But perfectly proportioned, grand and firm and never shrinking,
A miracle of awesomeness--Oh, wait--that's wishful thinking.

http://digitalcuttlefish.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-wait.html