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Carnival of the Godless #92 - Submissions

Announcing the 92nd edition of Carnival of the Godless! It will be held here at Jyunri Kankei on the 25th of May.

From Unscrewing the Inscrutable

Carnival Of The Godless Guidelines

1. The post you send in must be from a godless perspective and address something such as godlessness, atheism, church/state separation, the evolution/creation debate, theodicy, philosophy of religion as it relates to godlessness, etc. There is a huge amount of wiggle room in the post subject and we will consider every submission carefully for inclusion.

2. You may only submit one post per carnival. More may be accepted at the host's discretion. If you submit a post that you really think ought to be included from another blog, and the author of that blog also submits a post, we'll use their post. This should be considered a great way to get one of your excellent, but (for whatever reason) unknown or underrated posts in front of a potentially huge audience. Grab the bull by the horns!

Time frame

The Carnival Of The Godless will be posted every two weeks on Sunday. The cutoff date for submissions will be the preceding Friday. If we get the submissions chosen and sorted out before Sunday, it will be posted earlier.

Submissions go through here, and they're due Friday the 23rd for this edition.

Ferret Friday: Pthhbt!

Image Courtesy of RSPCA

A Bad Sign…

Four Ferret Friday's in a row without any interventions is a sure sign my life is far too busy right now...

Ferret Friday: Kit Sized

Image Courtesy of M.J.M Caviary
Tiny-size weasel!

Ferret Friday: Limping Along

Image courtesy of SFSU
Like the Black-Footed Ferret that has been appearing on here pretty frequently recently, I'm feeling a bit endangered. Between EMT class, work, and martial arts, my time has been stretched pretty thin. Never fear, I will make a startling comeback here, provided assistance from the federal government, and an environment rehabilitation project.

Just kidding, I'll have more time to write soon.

Ferret Friday: Imaginary Edition

I had hoped I could find a picture I thought I had. It was of a ferret, with the papal raiment photoshopped on it. It gave me a decent giggle the first time I saw it, and I thought I'd share it with the rest of you. It also seemed wholly appropriate considering who's in town...

Unfortunately, I can't for the life of me find it. If anyone does, please send a copy to my E-mail, and it'll go up here with credit to the finder (or their blog).

Ferret Friday: Took Long Enough

Image Courtesy of the BBC
For those of you checking in, I have another weasel up here so you could get your fix, but in putting it up for you all to see I ran across a problem...

It took me a good solid hour to upload a picture. At all. I don't exactly understand how this is possible. I tried multiple times but kept getting timeout errors from Blogger. I tried hotlinking the picture, I tried turning off No-Script, I tried posting from IE. Nothing Worked.

I don't get it. Google owns Blogger and funds Firefox to the tune of $25 million dollars a year...I'm pretty sure they're in cahoots. Firefox gets a C on the Acid 3 test, IE fails it. How come neither of these browsers can do such a simple task?

As you can see, I finally got this to work by turning off all my extensions, restarting Firefox, clearing my cookies, restarting Firefox again, switching to IE, switching back to Firefox, and then hotlinking from my source, so if the BBC sends me a DCMA notice, I'm only going to get more frustrated. This is not exactly Web 2.0...

At least all you ferret fans get yours, but you, Google, you are warned. Next time this happens, we will have to have words.

So, Whence EMS?

For those of you who've noticed my relative silence, I apologize. I've been busy, granted, everybody is, and yet they still manage to post more frequently than I do.

I know you miss my wit and wisdom (and my humility, of course), and my coercive powers over weasel-kind. I've been busier than usual, and you deserve an explanation for that.

Here's the short version: I'm taking an EMT class.

Here's the slightly longer version:

I don't like my desk.

I like my job. I'm helping people overcome some of the hardest times in their lives, and I like the people I work with, but I don't like it's desk-y nature. I don't like the feeling of being trapped in a cube for 8 hours a day wondering when I'm going to have some interaction with a client that's more than just over-the-phone.

So why EMS? Why risk the exposure to disease, death, gruesome scenes of violence and accident, long hours, and a job that is pretty much guaranteed to leave you with post-traumatic-stress-disorder and back injuries?


Because I want to help someone.


Not help like 'serve coffee' help or 'help find a book' help, or even 'defend someone in court' help (though I do sort of do that -- if you count looking out for a child's best interest in court as 'defend'*) . That last one may come later, but right now, as cheesy as it sounds, I want to help someone in a way that makes a difference, for the better.

I know, it so cheesy it might as well be Velveeta, but it's the only reason that makes any sort of overriding sense after you get the lecture. I'm not kidding, we got the lecture on the second day of class. It was all about nasty diseases that will kill you and the things that will happen to you, but above all, the things that you will see that will stay with you forever. If you manage to make it past all that, and past the 50% burnout rate, you're an EMT.

So if all that's true, why do it? Making a career of a profession based on risking life and limb for very little glory and a lifetime of images you wish you could un-see is not exactly the most rational choice in the world, especially for someone with a degree in philosophy. What rationalization could you possibly have left for doing something this irrational?


Because it helps.

Ferret Friday: OM NOM NOM!

Image Courtesy of Field Day.
I'm sure someone, somewhere, has had a day like this. Although being chewed on by a domesticated weasel is probably better than some days.

Two Quick Things

1) For some reason, Blogger and Firefox do not play nicely with each other. Internet Explorer does not play nice with the internet at large (well, really, it's the other way around...)

2) I just started EMT school.

That's why there havn't been a lot of posts, sorry. Ferret Friday will still be here tomorrow though.

Ferret Friday: Going for a Swim

Image Courtesy of Mustela
I've always considered it to be a good thing that ferret's like water, given how they are somewhat odoriferous, that and ferrets on a Friday is always a good thing.

I'm off to Sakura-Con for a weekend full of fun, anime, and indulgence of my inner geek. See you on Monday.

The Triumph of the Will, or, Why I Like Anime, Part 1

*This post has no relation to Leni Riefenstahl, save that the title and the underlying theme of the Anime I'm talking about are similar.*

It may come as a surprise to some of you readers, but I do have other interests beyond atheism, ferrets, and throwing puppies in woodchippers*. One of those interests is Anime, not the kind of Anime that we commonly hear about in the US, (Naruto, Pokemon, and Sailor Moon being the first examples I can think of) but the kind of anime that is genuinely entertaining and stimulating, without being the Japanese version of an incredibly extended fart joke (I'm looking at you Naruto).

I recently finished watching a series called Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann, and while it was sillier than most of the anime I enjoy, I still thoroughly enjoyed it. Why? Mainly because the underlying message that was carried very effectively throughout the series is a combination of: "Never Give Up! Never Surrender!" and a testament to human accomplishment.

There's a pervasive undercurrent in this whole series about throwing off the shackles of oppression wherever it may lie. An early episode in the series plays out like The Lottery, to great effect, and each story arc involves the main characters taking on increasinly malevolent oppressors. What I like about this iteration of the story is that, with the exception of the lottery episode, there's not a single overt religious reference, while overt references to the power of human accomplishment abound.

Some of this undercurrent comes from the modern Japanese attitude, specifically the ganbarimasu! aspect, which is best translated as variations on 'do your best!' and covers all sorts of interactions where skill and willpower are required, and the other part of this undercurrent comes from what this series is trying so hard to be unlike. For those of you involved in the Anime world (and I know there's at least one of you out there), the show is exactly unlike Neon Genesis Evangelion, a show practically woven with religious metaphor and attendent psychoses, and those of you who've seen both know exactly what I'm talking about.

On its own Gurren Lagann is a wonderful testament to the power of human spirit, without the need for campy devices and trite religious symbolism. The attitude toward humanity, displayed in all its glory and failings, shows off just how far we could go if we strive.

*No puppies were harmed in the making of this Atheist, or woodchippers.

Actually, it is Abuse, and Neglect, and Parental Incapability

PZ pointed out this article about another faith-over-medicine parenting decision that has resulted in the death of their child.

From the article:
Vergin said an autopsy determined the girl died from diabetic ketoacidosis, an ailment that left her with too little insulin in her body, and she had probably been ill for about 30 days, suffering symptoms like nausea, vomiting, excessive thirst, loss of appetite and weakness.

The girl's parents, Dale and Leilani Neumann, attributed the death to "apparently they didn't have enough faith," the police chief said.

They believed the key to healing "was it was better to keep praying. Call more people to help pray," he said.

The mother believes the girl could still be resurrected, the police chief said.

Tragic, yes, but the further tragedy is to come:
The girl has three siblings, ranging in age from 13 to 16, the police chief said.

"They are still in the home," he said. "There is no reason to remove them. There is no abuse or signs of abuse that we can see."

No. Stop. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Go directly to Jail. This is abuse on its face, combined with neglect, and if it had happened in Washington, a healthy dose of 'no parent capable' as well. This child suffered for a month before she died of a completely treatable disease. Furthermore, these parents neglected to do anything substantive to help their daughter, and did not appear to be willing to do anything beyond prayer to intervene in the health of their child, and actively believe that a miracle will bring their daughter back from the dead.

I know this seems like an easy target to pick on, and that making light of this tragedy serves no good, but its sad to see that this still happens quite frequently in a time where there is easy, abundant, and relatively cheap access to medicinal care that would have saved lives.

Indeed, the fact that this tragedy was preventable makes it all the worse.

A Third Again As Many

It was only a matter of time before the official death toll of the Iraq war surpassed the death toll of September 11th, this we knew, and it has long since happened. 4,000 is another auspicious mark in this war, because it's a third again (technically it's 143.2%) the death toll. This means that not only have we inflicted the same casualties on us that our enemies have, we've outdone them by an appreciable margin.

If we were to postulate that each tower that fell on September 11th took with it the lives of 1,500 people, we will very soon reach the point were military action in Iraq will have been the equivalent of felling a third tower.

In such a quest for vengeance, does it not seem ironic that we would score such an own goal?

More appropriately, where is the anger at hearing this? Where is the righteous wrath that was demonstrated after September 11th? Are lies, damn lies, slander, treachery, fear-mongering, profiteering, more damn lies, the death of 4,000 red-blooded Americans, and out-and-out treason no longer capable of raising American hackles anymore? Are Americans so distracted by their rose-colored glasses that they can no longer see just how far our government has driven the country and its founding spirit into the mud? Are we really so insulated from the effect that we have on the world that we no longer recognize the hatred staring us back in the face?

The saddest thing about this number is that the sum total of American dead is but a drop in the ocean of Iraqi dead. That number is of a different magnitude entirely, and to value their lives as worth any less than the life of an American soldier is a disservice to humankind. I'm sure their families mourn the loss of their sons and daughters just as fervently as we mourn the loss of ours, and their pain is no different from ours.

Lord, Make My Enemies Ridiculous

Voltaire must be having a great belly laugh in his grave right now...

With the (epic!) saga of PZ being thrown out of a screening of Expelled! now making both the NY Times and Salon, Mathis and the rest of the Expelled! brethren ought to start thinking long and hard about their future careers.

It's not as if their movie is poorly made, or that anyone with more than two brain cells to rub together has had some pretty cruel things to say about it, or that the main villains in the movie sound decidedly un-villain like:



But, I'd say that the worst thing about this whole fracas is that the Expelled! people are playing it as a win for them, which, as any PR monkey will tell you, is a terrible idea at this time. The best thing they ought to have done was shut the hell up and hope that the internet noise machine would have ignored this.

Oh well, too late, and now Voltaire's laughing.

Ferret Friday: Rather Dark Out

Image Courtesy of FWS

Can’t…Stop…Laughing…

Oh WOW.

What else do I need to say?

Oh yeah,

EPIC FAIL

A Refreshing Dose of Eloquence

Cable is not and probably never will come to my apartment, but I managed to read Obama's speech this morning. It is, in so many words, a refreshing dose of eloquence. It hearkens back to the days (well before my time) when politicians would build for us their dreams, rather than weave for us our nightmares.

As much as I'd love to believe that this kind of change is possible, I find it hard to. Life in general (and politics in specific) is filled for better or worse with all kinds of naysayers, who do not hesitate to denigrate all manner of things.

While I doubt that this will spell the end of his candidacy, in the same way that I doubt that McCain and Clinton's naysayers will spell the end of theirs, it's certainly more noticible when it's targeted at Obama. Either because there's such a high level of general positivity surrounding his campaign, or because he's being treated with the media's 'kid gloves', or because we're so enthralled with something genuinely new that the tarnish on it becomes obvious that much more easily.

All the same, the next several months and the convention in Denver will certainly be interesting times.

Ferret Friday: Here’s Lookin’ at you Kid

Image Courtesy of ASU School of Journalism. I'm still amazed at how much time it's taken to move. So far, six weeks have passed from start to finish, and I still have boxes cluttering up my living room. Was it worth it? Oh yes.

Excessive Hubris

For one, Ex Governor Spitzer.



I've seen a lot of people saying that this is exactly the kind of situation that demonstrates that old adage "power corrupts; absolute power corrupts absolutely." However, anybody who's ever read Dune knows that this isn't true. It's not that power corrupts -- Plato's discussion of the philosopher king makes a good argument as to why this isn't strictly true -- it's that power attracts the corruptible. Those who can be corrupted are drawn to the prospect of having power like moths to a bug zapper, and to perfect the analogy, the boldest of them are often the ones getting zapped.



Granted, this does not mean that all politicians are as bad as Governor Spitzer, some are better, and some are worse, but some level of corruption seems to be a common thread in political figures. We could count 'soft bribes' (e.g. parties thrown by lobbyists) at the low end of corruption, and blatant hubristic fallings-from-grace like Governor Spitzer's closer to the high end.

Lastly, I do find it funny that Ken Starr spent millions of the government's money in an attempt to smear the Clintons into oblivion, and Governor Spitzer was brought low by his own five large. From what I understand, he was incidental to the sting operation that netted him, nobody was out to air this particular skeleton in his closet, the investigators just opened the right door and the skeleton fell out.

Neil Would be Pleased

Sandman and Sin City have the distinctive honor of dragging me into the more adult world of Graphic Novels, so seeing the oldest game recast with the democratic candidates certainly made me giggle.

More to the point, I've found that there's a small -- but frankly quite fantastic -- section of the Graphic Novel world that caters to those of a more philosophical bent. Though I've only recently been getting more involved, I've heard that the following make for good reading:
  • Transmetropolitan -- I know nothing about it save to say that it's comes recommended to me by a list of people longer than my arm.
  • V for Vendetta -- which I have read, and do endorse. It's a lot better than the movie, and has a much more 'meaty' feel to it.
  • The Watchmen -- I'm in the process of reading it right now, I'll let you know.
  • Persepolis -- I heard that this was made into a movie, and it's about growing up secular in the shah's Iran, it sounds interesting.
That's all for now, happy reading!

Happy Birthday, PZ!

So, the mad scientist PZ is celebrating another completed rotation around the sun. Apparently, the celebration this year involves LOLPZ's, as it has in the past, but since I don't have the requisite humor level to make good LOL-anythings, I guess I'll have to make do with my singing voice.
Singing Voice~!

This is your birthday song,
it isn't very long!
Congratulations, PZ! I wish you many more to come.

Ferret Friday: Two for the Price of One

Image Courtesy of The Ferret Whisperer.

Not as Powerful as Presumed

Apparently, the almighty creator is not as powerful as I had thought. I thought that because he delivered Iowa to his anointed candidate, he would demonstrate a little follow-through and win him the Republican nomination as well. Sadly, it appears that the omnipotent one in the sky is not as omnipotent as presumed.

I mean, seriously, he's supposed to be the divine creator, but he can't even deliver a theocratic loon to power? I'm sure he realizes that this makes him substantially less powerful than George W. Bush -- at least on this scale. I mean, Bush actually won an election, in addition to the Republican nomination. Granted he said divine power helped him too, so maybe God is incredibly fickle.

In either case, I'm glad to see Huckabee out of the race. I still say that my earlier prediction will hold true. Come 2012, some Huckabee-like nutcase will emerge from the political woodwork and claim that since divine power (or some permutation thereof) propelled Huckabee to second place this year, it will propel [Theocrat Candidate X] to the top in 2012.

As a side note, I find it interesting that while people in Texas were willing to vote for Hillary, they weren't willing to do much else. On the other hand, people were willing to go to greater lengths for Obama.

It Starts With a T

$3,000,000,000,000 -- Three Trillion dollars. The kind of money Dr. Evil would have wet dreams over. The kind of money that could feed the American hungry and house the American homeless for the rest of their natural lives.

The kind of money that makes the mind boggle at the sheer immensity of it...and we frittered it away.

Is there even a word for this kind of waste? To be sure, it is indeed waste. To throw the entire military and economic might of the US at a middle eastern country that had no discernible involvement in the events of September 11th, and to cripple both the US military and economy in the process certainly constitutes waste.

At what point can we call a spade a spade about this? The last time we spent this kind of money (adjusted for inflation) was in World War II, where at least we had the benefit of having a clear enemy, with real malice aforethought, but above all, a plan for defeating it. This isn't a war, it is a catastrophe. Even if some good does eventually come out of it, it will not have been worth the cost. This is an ill-conceived abortion of an effort that will plague the world for decades to come, and my generation and the generations that follow will be paying sorely for it long after it is over.

If the government was so set on screwing over the American future, they could've at least taken that three trillion and set it on fire. That would've at least kept people warm for a while.

Mission Accomplished

Move-in was this last weekend, and despite a few wrath-inspiring moments in which I would've liked to filet someone and hang them out to dry in the sun, all went well.

More will be coming to the blog as non-essential essentials (the interwebs) get wired to my new place.

Ferret Friday: Not Into The Long Grass!!

Image Courtesy of exzooberance.

Moving day is tomorrow, hopefully, which is why it's been quiet around here. There should be more to come once I've actually managed to get all the boxes shuffled around. In the mean time, ferrets.

April Already?

PZ pointed out this great article about python migration from the San Francisco Chronicle, which sounds like it should be published about a month from now. If nothing else, it's proof that the journalists in San Francisco actually like their jobs.

Also, this is probably the best line in a news story ever:
As for other potential prey, human beings - like rodents, beavers and deer - are mammals, government scientists confirmed.

[brockman]I for one, welcome our new python overlords.[/brockman]

A Vote for Nader is a Vote for…

...Nader, actually.

Since his announcement yesterday that he was entering the presidential race for 2008, Ralph Nader has got me thinking. I've already made it known who I'm supporting in this dog-and-pony show, but I have a confession to make: in 2000, I would've voted for Nader.

Yes, that's right, silly little 16-year-old me, if forced to choose between a potential leader with all the personality of a plank of wood, and a potential leader dumber than a sack of rocks, I would have chose option C. Granted, I would have chose option C in California, where it didn't make much difference. Yet I remember at the time -- and some people around me still fervently believe -- the sentiment that 'A vote for Nader was a vote for Bush'. They base this tenuous logic on the assumption that votes for Nader would have gone to Gore, and that not voting for Gore was equivalent to voting for Bush.

These kind of mental contortions make wonderful fodder for debate because any first-year logic student can see through the monumental effort to make this logical house of cards stand.

First off the obvious point:

  • Not voting for Gore is voting for Bush

This is a common logical fallacy called the False Dilemma, where someone assumes that given choices A and B, choosing [not A] is equivalent to choosing B. It's true enough to say that either Bush or Gore was going to be elected in 2000, but to assume that someone chose option [not A] they must prefer option B is incorrect. There were several other things people could have done in the situation (not voted, wrote in, voted for a different third party, fled the country, etc...) and none of these are tantamount to an endorsement of B instead of A.

Next up:

  • Votes for Nader would have gone to Gore.

This is either one of two fallacies, the first is that it's an Appeal to Belief, albeit of a certain kind. It appeals to the belief that many people share -- that only a Democrat or a Republican is worth voting for in an election, and that to vote for a third party is a sign of lunacy. Democrats therefore believe that people who voted for Nader were crazy when they voted for him, and would have voted for Gore if they'd been sane.

It's also a Hasty Generalization. To assume that people who voted for Nader would have voted for Gore instead ignores the possibility that there were people in the 2000 election who would have voted for Bush had Nader not been running. Admittedly, this group might be small, but that doesn't mean an assumption to the contrary is a legitimate one.

Both of these are lead-ups to the underlying sentiment:

  • Nader cost the Democrats the 2000 election.

Overshadowing other logical fallacies that are inherent in this statement is that this is a blatant Appeal to Spite. Democrats around the nation were furious that their plans for continued political dominance were frustrated by a tree-hugger and a man with a pint-sized brain in a ten-gallon hat. Instead of blaming the responsible party (the candidate with all the charisma of a bump on a log), they externalized the blame to a man who got about 5% of the popular vote. That fact does say something -- albeit not what the Democrats would want it to say -- it means that both candidates in the 2000 election were so bad that 1 person in 20 couldn't bring themselves to vote for either of them.

Updating now for 2008. Now that Nader is running again, in the same kind of election as 2000 (one without an incumbent), what's the vote for him going to be like? I doubt it will be the same as in 2000, because this is the year that Democrats (hopefully) understand that 4 more years of Republicans in power could only be a bad thing™ and will go out and vote in droves for whoever wins the primary, ignoring Nader as a viable option. Republicans who would rather have a theocratic loon in power will probably stay home rather than vote for someone the religious right has actively condemned.

So what are Nader's chances this time around? About the same as a snowball's in hell. All the same, I applaud the man for running, I think he should run, and that he has every right to. I think people who vote for him are genuinely voting for him, and not voting against someone else. I'm all for third parties mixing it up in our two-sides-of-the-same-coin political world.

But I really won't be happy until these guys could become a viable party in America, because by then we will be so enlightened in our understanding of humanity that people of no faith will be just as legitimate a voice in government as people of faith.

Ferret Friday: Less is More

Image Courtesy of FWS (again!)

Yes, I know I only had two blog entries this week, one of them being this one. I have an excuse though. I'm finally moving away from my freezing, moldy, dilapidated house that I've been sharing with friends for the last six months. The move-in to my new place is set for March 1st, so between getting ready for that and everything else that I have to do, I apologize in advance if it's quiet around here.