Nation's leading scientists (overwhelming majority) disbelieve in a personal God

[Father Haskell]

It seems to me I heard somewhere that Andrew B. Chung, MD/PhD wrote in
article

This reminds me of the smarter buffalos, which know not to follow the
"overwhelming majority" who are following the "leading" ones over the
edge of a cliff to their deaths.
Yes, the smarter buffalos are in the minority.

The "smarter" buffalos exist only in your imagination.  Entire herds
of buffalos were driven over cliffs by the Indians; buffalos were one
of their main sources of food.   Perhaps you're thinking of the
lemmings, who according to legend dash blindly off cliffs into the
sea--but that's probably not really true either..

You're probably thinking of those old Disney nature
films, where Uncle Walt had his film crew toss
bushel baskets full of lemmings off cliffs to their
certain horrifying deaths in shark-filled waters.

My personal favorite Disney flick from that
era was "Ol' Jesus." I'm still moved by the
finale, wherein Travis' mom orders him
to "Shoot jesus, SHOOT him, Travis,
he's got rabies!"

[The Heinous Atheist Friend]

In alt.flame.jesus.christ Father Haskell vomited out...

Post by Father Haskell

It seems to me I heard somewhere that Andrew B. Chung, MD/PhD wrote in
article

This reminds me of the smarter buffalos, which know not to follow the
"overwhelming majority" who are following the "leading" ones over the
edge of a cliff to their deaths.
Yes, the smarter buffalos are in the minority.

The "smarter" buffalos exist only in your imagination.  Entire herds
of buffalos were driven over cliffs by the Indians; buffalos were one
of their main sources of food.   Perhaps you're thinking of the
lemmings, who according to legend dash blindly off cliffs into the
sea--but that's probably not really true either..

You're probably thinking of those old Disney nature
films, where Uncle Walt had his film crew toss
bushel baskets full of lemmings off cliffs to their
certain horrifying deaths in shark-filled waters.
My personal favorite Disney flick from that
era was "Ol' Jesus." I'm still moved by the
finale, wherein Travis' mom orders him
to "Shoot jesus, SHOOT him, Travis,
he's got rabies!"

<Sob!> I get all teared up just thinking of that classic film from my
youth. Wlat sure knew how to get the kids balling, didn't he?
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- http://www.jackanapes.ws/2pdcat.html
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- "I form the light, and create darkness.
- I make peace, and create EVIL.
- I the LORD do all these things." ? Isaiah 45.7.

[Father Haskell]

On Apr 12, 8:23 pm, The Heinous Atheist Friend

Post by The Heinous Atheist Friend
In alt.flame.jesus.christ Father Haskell vomited out...

Post by Father Haskell

It seems to me I heard somewhere that Andrew B. Chung, MD/PhD wrote in
article

This reminds me of the smarter buffalos, which know not to follow the
"overwhelming majority" who are following the "leading" ones over the
edge of a cliff to their deaths.
Yes, the smarter buffalos are in the minority.

The "smarter" buffalos exist only in your imagination.  Entire herds
of buffalos were driven over cliffs by the Indians; buffalos were one
of their main sources of food.   Perhaps you're thinking of the
lemmings, who according to legend dash blindly off cliffs into the
sea--but that's probably not really true either..

You're probably thinking of those old Disney nature
films, where Uncle Walt had his film crew toss
bushel baskets full of lemmings off cliffs to their
certain horrifying deaths in shark-filled waters.
My personal favorite Disney flick from that
era was "Ol' Jesus."  I'm still moved by the
finale, wherein Travis' mom orders him
to "Shoot jesus, SHOOT him, Travis,
he's got rabies!"

<Sob!> I get all teared up just thinking of that classic film from my
youth. Wlat sure knew how to get the kids balling, didn't he?

According (IIRC) to Paul Krassner
(http://www.ep.tc/realist/) from an old article
in High Times, Uncle Walt actually HATED
kids. So much so, that he had a special
child-scale dungeon built next to his
office featuring child-scale torture devices
such as racks and iron maidens. He'd
invite guests over, get a few drinks in him,
and show them around, uttering such
proclamations as "this is what I REALLY
think of the snot-nosed little buggers!"

[Androcles 2]

In alt.flame.jesus.christ Father Haskell vomited out...

Post by Father Haskell
On Apr 12, 8:23 pm, The Heinous Atheist Friend

Post by The Heinous Atheist Friend
In alt.flame.jesus.christ Father Haskell vomited out...

Post by Father Haskell

It seems to me I heard somewhere that Andrew B. Chung, MD/PhD wrote in
article

This reminds me of the smarter buffalos, which know not to follow the
"overwhelming majority" who are following the "leading" ones over the
edge of a cliff to their deaths.
Yes, the smarter buffalos are in the minority.

The "smarter" buffalos exist only in your imagination.  Entire herds
of buffalos were driven over cliffs by the Indians; buffalos were one
of their main sources of food.   Perhaps you're thinking of the
lemmings, who according to legend dash blindly off cliffs into the
sea--but that's probably not really true either..

You're probably thinking of those old Disney nature
films, where Uncle Walt had his film crew toss
bushel baskets full of lemmings off cliffs to their
certain horrifying deaths in shark-filled waters.
My personal favorite Disney flick from that
era was "Ol' Jesus."  I'm still moved by the
finale, wherein Travis' mom orders him
to "Shoot jesus, SHOOT him, Travis,
he's got rabies!"

<Sob!> I get all teared up just thinking of that classic film from my
youth. Wlat sure knew how to get the kids balling, didn't he?

According (IIRC) to Paul Krassner
(http://www.ep.tc/realist/) from an old article
in High Times, Uncle Walt actually HATED
kids. So much so, that he had a special
child-scale dungeon built next to his
office featuring child-scale torture devices
such as racks and iron maidens. He'd
invite guests over, get a few drinks in him,
and show them around, uttering such
proclamations as "this is what I REALLY
think of the snot-nosed little buggers!"

I bet that he liked them broiled.

[Father Haskell]

Post by The Heinous Atheist Friend
In alt.flame.jesus.christ Father Haskell vomited out...

Post by Father Haskell
On Apr 12, 8:23 pm, The Heinous Atheist Friend

Post by The Heinous Atheist Friend
In alt.flame.jesus.christ Father Haskell vomited out...

Post by Father Haskell

It seems to me I heard somewhere that Andrew B. Chung, MD/PhD wrote in
article

This reminds me of the smarter buffalos, which know not to follow the
"overwhelming majority" who are following the "leading" ones over the
edge of a cliff to their deaths.
Yes, the smarter buffalos are in the minority.

The "smarter" buffalos exist only in your imagination.  Entire herds
of buffalos were driven over cliffs by the Indians; buffalos were one
of their main sources of food.   Perhaps you're thinking of the
lemmings, who according to legend dash blindly off cliffs into the
sea--but that's probably not really true either..

You're probably thinking of those old Disney nature
films, where Uncle Walt had his film crew toss
bushel baskets full of lemmings off cliffs to their
certain horrifying deaths in shark-filled waters.
My personal favorite Disney flick from that
era was "Ol' Jesus."  I'm still moved by the
finale, wherein Travis' mom orders him
to "Shoot jesus, SHOOT him, Travis,
he's got rabies!"

<Sob!> I get all teared up just thinking of that classic film from my
youth. Wlat sure knew how to get the kids balling, didn't he?

According (IIRC) to Paul Krassner
(http://www.ep.tc/realist/) from an old article
in High Times, Uncle Walt actually HATED
kids.  So much so, that he had a special
child-scale dungeon built next to his
office featuring child-scale torture devices
such as racks and iron maidens.  He'd
invite guests over, get a few drinks in him,
and show them around, uttering such
proclamations as "this is what I REALLY
think of the snot-nosed little buggers!"

I bet that he liked them broiled.

On a spit. Basted with bourbon whiskey.