http://digitalcuttlefish.blogspot.com/2010/11/night-before-war-on-christmas.html The Night Before (The War On) Christmas ‘Twas the night before Christmas; the Christians all hunkered In basements of buildings they’d armored and bunkered. They huddled in silence; they huddled in fear, With thoughts that the atheists soon would draw near The War Against Christmas had started on Fox— Just a couple of fools on the idiot-box Who were looking for noise to give ratings a boost— But lately, those chickens have come home to roost: Believers are frightened; they’re panicked; they’re scared, And not one among them will go unprepared; They’ve heard that the atheists roam, Christmas night, So Christians stay hidden, and safe out of sight.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Jefferson_and_religion Jefferson, however, did not shrink from questioning the existence of God. In a 1787 letter to his nephew and ward, Peter Carr, while at school, Jefferson offered the following advice: Fix Reason firmly in her seat, and call to her tribunal every fact, every opinion. Question with boldness even the existence of a God; because, if there be one, he must more approve the homage of reason than of blindfolded fear.
Dr. HARRIS: I think well, first of all, there is an amazing diversity of opinion of just how we should cash out our talk of right and wrong, and good and evil. And it’s quite remarkable how difficult it can be to get people to concede that human flourishing, and the flourishing of conscious creatures, generally is what we should what should concern us.
But the moment you admit that much, the moment you admit that a real conversation about morality relates to human well-being - to take our case specifically - then most of moral talk that defines our public policy immediately begins to fall by the wayside.
http://richarddawkins.net/articles/529232-god-s-soft-white-underbelly Oh good the link works. It perplexes me that this argument has existed since 270BCE, yet the delusion persists.
Observation: Children do not come equipped with the idea of god, nor indeed civilized behavior.
Hypothesis: Concept of god not necessary for preschool age child to begin integration into her society.
Chapter 9 Childhood, Abuse and the Escape from Religion
I can attest that three year olds don’t come with religion. In fact, they don’t come with civilization. It is a parents responsibility to teach and lead by example as best they can.
The plan is to ruminate and cogitate upon some of the things I have been reading lately. I have started writing in my paper journal as time and ideas permit. I intend to edit and upload it here. The paper version may be more convenient. However, quite a lot of the things I wish to ponder can be found on the internet and linking to other articles is just too useful to ignore. Hopefully, dumping some of these ideas onto ‘paper’ will stop them from rattling around in my sleep deprived mind at 4 am.
First week of therapy went well. They are taking it easy on me. I’ve been walking alot, which is nice. Pool therapy is fun. A few more weeks till July when I go back to the doctor. Can’t wait!
Kirin went to the doctor last week and weighed in at 10 pounds. She is growing quickly. This puts her squarely in the 50th percentile for size. She also got a bunch of shots. Poor thing! She didn’t like that much but she calmed down quickly. They gave her the cutest little spot band-aids! Every one smiles when they see Mark pushing my wheelchair while I push the baby stroller! Got to get a picture of that.
We all went to the orthopedist on Tuesday. The x-rays are looking good. The doc said I can walk while wearing my fancy boot and start physical therapy. HURRAY!! I have been walking about cautiously since then using my walker. I hope when I feel stronger and get used to walking again that I can get rid of the walker. Maybe use a cane instead. I feel like a granny! In physical therapy I get to play in the pool. I’ll get to walk in the water without the boot! The doc hopes to get rid of the boot in another 4 weeks or so.
So now that I am up and moving around, I have to think about the full-time job offer I got from my favorite place to work. They say I can bring little Kirin to work with me. I just don’t know how that will work out. As for the big picture, things are looking better!
Check out the new pictures from today’s family get together. Marty, Dave, Great Grandparents, Aunt Annie and the brothers came to visit. Every one got pictures of the little Kir-ling. Mark has made a lovely slideshow out of the best pictures.
I went to the pediatrician with Mark and Kirin so I wouldnt be bored at home. She now weighs 7lbs 4 oz. She gained 12 oz over the week. She is also longer, 20 inches. Grow Baby Grow!
Then we went to Michael’s craft store. I got some new beads, watercolor pencils, stamps, paper and envelopes. Now I just need Marky to print up more baby pictures for me. I am slowly making baby picture cards and sending them to family and friends. If you dont have one yet, dont panic! I plan to get one to everybody, but that will take some time. If you dont have one in 2-3 weeks, then remind me. The memory is a little fuzzy lately.
Good news and bad news about the ankle.
Good News! The pins and bones and things are all well placed and the xrays look fine. The inside of my ankle looks like construction scaffolding, but it will do for a while. I am allowed to wash the whole thing now. So I washed it in freezing water yesterday! Oh that felt GOOD! Got it nice and NUMB! I am also allowed to do simple exercises with it 3 times a day. The doc says he is only permiting me to do some of these things because I AM a therapist. He wouldnt trust a regular patient to do the exercises by themselves at this point.
So this is my new journal site. All finished with the pregnancy site. 9 months of that was long enough. Time to move on. I’ll try not to bore you with the daily trivia and stick to the interesting things.
Kirin’s umbilical cord fell off today. She is officially hatched! She is growing, and eating (!), well. Her 2 week check up is tomorrow. Should have new numbers on her weight. She and Mark will probably go by themselves to the doctor. It’s such a hassle to get me out and about. My leg and boot dont quite fit in the little saturn yet. Michele took me to the surgeon yesterday in her car. its a little easier. Heh, we got stuck in the elevator at the dr’s office. Im sucha bad penny. At least they got us out quick. Then we went to my office and saw all my co-workers and had some fun with them. Sucha long day makes the foot ache pretty good but it was nice to be out and about a little.
Don’t let her fool you. She’s not sleeping. She’s just recharging so she can go on a ravenous eating spree again!