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Jul. 1st, 2008 04:32 pmTwo birthdays today:
1) Canada is 141! (Fireworks, yay!)
2) The Theory of Natural Selection is 150! (Evolution and enlightenment, yay! I'm partly a biologist, do I need to tell you how much I think Darwin rocks? Origin of Species may be one of the most important books written, IMHO, but every time I open it, I am filled with an almost overwhelming urge to build a time machine, travel back through time, and hit him about the head with a sack of periods. Several of my peers would have handed him some of Mendel's papers, but I digress.)
In relation to 2) above, it should be stated that I love hanging out with engineers and scientists, and students of related fields. It should be noted that this is partially the same group of last year's "Wow, Ultimate Fight Club is gayer than gay porn," outing.
We were at the pub last night, and conversation, predictably, turned to wormhole physics, the nature of time, why we use base 10 and how other systems would be just as logical, how a structure as complex as the human eye degrades in the absence of selective pressure, the mocking of creationist propaganda (some of the videos are comic gold), frustration regarding "environmentalists" who know dick-all about environmental science, and a fairly measured discussion on religion, and how physicists, engineers, and biologists would be ranked in accordance to increasing levels of atheism.
The friends who you go drinking with to discuss science and religion are, I think, perhaps the best kind.
1) Canada is 141! (Fireworks, yay!)
2) The Theory of Natural Selection is 150! (Evolution and enlightenment, yay! I'm partly a biologist, do I need to tell you how much I think Darwin rocks? Origin of Species may be one of the most important books written, IMHO, but every time I open it, I am filled with an almost overwhelming urge to build a time machine, travel back through time, and hit him about the head with a sack of periods. Several of my peers would have handed him some of Mendel's papers, but I digress.)
In relation to 2) above, it should be stated that I love hanging out with engineers and scientists, and students of related fields. It should be noted that this is partially the same group of last year's "Wow, Ultimate Fight Club is gayer than gay porn," outing.
We were at the pub last night, and conversation, predictably, turned to wormhole physics, the nature of time, why we use base 10 and how other systems would be just as logical, how a structure as complex as the human eye degrades in the absence of selective pressure, the mocking of creationist propaganda (some of the videos are comic gold), frustration regarding "environmentalists" who know dick-all about environmental science, and a fairly measured discussion on religion, and how physicists, engineers, and biologists would be ranked in accordance to increasing levels of atheism.
The friends who you go drinking with to discuss science and religion are, I think, perhaps the best kind.
