Sunday, October 23, 2005

My take on Intelligent Design

With "Intelligent Design" becoming more and more the zeitgeist, I am particularly upset on how much it relies on clouded thinking. Promotors of ID love to pick on evolution as being just a theory. OK, I'll accept it is just a theory just as I accept that neutrons and protons are theoretical. The evidence is there for both evolution and atomic theories. There is not an iota of evidence for some spiritual being designing the nature of things which the ID people are trying to push. Spirituality is a matter of belief. You either believe it or you don't. Evidence is not required for intellectual laziness.

If you believe in "Intelligent Design" go ahead and teach it as part of a philosophy or religion course, but don't try to palm it off as science.

I challenge John H. Calvert, Esq. to respond.

Damn you ID guys to hell!

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Believe It or Not!

According to a 2005 Gallup poll, 55% of Americans believe in psychic or spiritual healing. Overall, three in four Americans believe in the paranormal such as extra sensory perception (ESP), haunted houses, ghosts, mental telepathy, clairvoyance, astrology, communicating with the dead, witches, reincarnation, and channeling. See it at the Gallup Web Site

Monday, October 03, 2005

What do we do here? (April, 1981)

Yes, this is the beginning of the end. It's Monday morning, April 20, 1981, as I walk up to the gate. A 10 foot high gate made of those long verticle iron spikes about 4 inches apart looks typical for this DOD place. The guard lets me go through the turnstyle when I asked for "Personnel Department".

The only reason I am here is because I called the previous Friday and wanted to know if there was any action on my application for a job. They said "Oh yes, come on in on Monday". Now they say that I was "picked up" to be a General Engineer in "Medical". I wonder what the hell a General Engineer is, but I don't care very much as long as I get some kind of paycheck. I need money. After filling out an application all over again (The one I filled out months earlier was of a different design) and getting a physical, I am escorted through a maze of hallways for about 1/4 mile until reaching a huge room with large color coded ductwork reminding me of the movie, Brazil. I will find out later how much this place is really like Brazil.

Now comes the good part. After being introduced to the Chief of the Technical Division, I am assigned a desk in theTechnical Assurance Office. What the hell is technical assurance?! After being introduced to some fellows in the area, I sit a little dazed at the desk (1940 vintage) and given a catalog dated in the early 70s to study. I still have no idea what this place is except that it is called the Medical Directorate. Trying to get my arms around the idea of what this place is, I ask if there is an organization chart available. I just get blank stares on that one, so I ask: ........... "What do we do here?".