It would seem as if the idle time sitting in airports and on planes has a positive influence on
PZ's creative juice glands...
Newton killed hope. Once, I might have thought that I could survive falling if I watched my diet and were as light as a feather, but no — Newton's cold equations dictate that no matter what I weigh, I'd fall just as fast, so in despair I have let myself go.... The force of gravity is described as g•M1•M2 / d2, and those little letters don't stand for God, motherhood, marriage (heterosexual), and devotion. There is no room in Newtonism for the reassuring idea that my airplane is being cradled in the loving, supportive hands of an intelligent anti-gravity agent.
A little humor and levity is much appreciated when it's so easy to get pissed off at the crackpots endlessly trying to redefine
Science so that it includes their untestable, evidence-free, intellectually dishonest mumbo-jumbo that goes by the name
Creationism, errr, no...
Intelligent Design... errr... no,... what are the
Liars for Jesus calling it this week? Oh, yes... "
Academic Freedom."
Sigh... and here's some more fun on that topic. Expelled? No... I think flunked is more like it.