The serious debate about the existence of God seems to have gotten started in the 20th Century. Prior to the turn of the last century, His existence was hardly ever called into question. It was simply assumed that He existed. Then came major scientific achievements for which men took credit, as if they had been the creators, not the discoverers. Men discovered things which were there for millions of years but which were mysteries up until men started probing. In any case, the theory of evolution soon became a fashionable thing to expound. There can be no question but that a thing cannot create itself, no matter how simple its structure. When someone can prove to me that a symphony which we attribute to Mozart or Beethoven or Bizet or Brahms or Shostakovitch, or anyone else, actually wrote itself, then I will stop believing in the existence of an all-powerful God. If I know that even the simplest children's book could not write itself, why bother with anything more complex? The DNA molecule of a human being is said to be exceedingly complex. Its code is very long, but then, it contains the instructions for the production of a human person. It's like a biological, living, computer chip. If that came into existence as a result of billions of years of trial and error, then we can say that a long row of 10,000 cars, all painted in ten different colors, with engines running, can line themselves up in an orderly and predetermined fashion, without any outside help. Ludicrous. The very thought that anything, whether living or inanimate, can come into being without outside guidance and purpose is silly beyond imagining. The problem with belief in God is actually moral. Evil is impossible to reconcile with God. So we doubt God. We cannot see God so we doubt God. We cannot imagine the magnitude of power that it takes to create a star or a solar system or a universe - power focused in one Being. It is simply beyond imagining. So, we doubt God. We cannot imagine a God who would watch horrible events take place on Earth without stepping in and doing something about it so we doubt God. A little girl gets run over by a truck and God knew ahead of time but He did not intervene. Does anyone know why? That is the problem.
Friday, May 4, 2012
The Problem With God
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Sunday, April 15, 2012
Timid Reporter and Mitt Romney
I may have to call the Timid Reporter to see if he might be interested in interviewing Mitt Romney soon. I hope I can find him.
Peer Pressure
We are all so susceptible to peer pressure that no person, at any level, can effect any change that will actually bring benefits to everyone. From the lowliest person to the highest potentate, people always act to please the majority opinion or the people who put most pressure on you - be popular, be chic, go with the flow, be in fashion, adjust to the trends - no matter what. Believe what everyone else believes or else risk being shunned and ridiculed and much worse.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
4 Head Presidential bond
We are currently engaged in a serious search for a 4 Head Presidential bond AND a 27500 Black Eagle Mexican bond. The offers are out of this world but a question regarding SOLICITATION by the buyer has arisen. This is a strictly private transaction between private parties. The solicitation issue does not come into play at all. Have a wonderful day. By the way, do let me know if you know anyone who has possession of these bonds. Thank you for your time.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Yes, God Knew
A little girl, 11 years old, recently got run over by a truck. She was crossing the street and did not see the truck coming because the truck was being blocked by another vehicle which was to the left of and alongside the truck but slightly ahead of it. For the same reason, the driver of the truck that struck the girl didn't see her coming and couldn't stop in time. The little girl quickly died from her injuries. If she had been at the curb just thirty seconds before, she would have made it across safely. Five minutes before all of this happened, God knew what was about to happen. The driver was probably listening to the radio or simply thinking what she was going to make for dinner or any of a hundred other things, oblivious to what lay in store for her and the little girl just five minutes hence. The little girl was probably thinking what an eleven-year-old normally thinks about. The last thing on her mind was that she would be dead within the next five minutes. God knew, though He simply did not intervene. Does anyone know why?
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Whitney Houston and Stress
Whitney Houston, the singer, is dead. She died at a rather young age - she was only 48. The regular papers all say she abused drugs, alcohol, and tobacco. Perhaps she did. I wasn't there to witness any of it. They are saying her death was related to her deteriorating health. That is, of course, stating the obvious. Houston actually died of stress - stress on her body and mental condition due to pressures from career issues. 99% of people do not realize that artists lead difficult lives in private. The distance between the public and the private person is very great. Bridging that distance is hard. Keeping up appearances is tough. Being creative is demanding. Staying in top form is difficult. Fame and skill do not last forever. Artists are people who need lots and lots of moral support. When it does not come, they turn to whatever means are available to hide the fact that things are not quite what they should be. Unfortunately, money does not solve the problem. Fortunate is the artist who does not pay some heavy personal price for their success. The torture is sometimes unbearable but most times, it is self-inflicted. What Houston needed most was simply to just have a good time - just like she used to.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Newt Gingrich Interview
Coffee Club Newsletter ©
Volume 22 No. 1 – January 23, 2012
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TR: Good morning. Are you Newt Gingrich?
NG: Who are you? Are you with the media?
TR: Yes sir, the Coffee Club Newsletter. I have an appointment. Sorry I’m a little late.
NG: That’s typical of you people. I expected someone much taller.
TR: Sorry, sir. I’ve been this same size since 1798.
NG: Sure, whatever you say. I know you don’t believe your own stories.
TR: May I sit down so I can ask my five questions and head on over to Romney’s headquarters?
NG: You don’t have to bother with him anymore.
TR: What do you mean?
NG: Don’t you follow the news my dear sir? Romney now looks like he might make a good Vice President. I’m giving it some thought. Sit down right there please.
TR: Ok. So, you believe you have the nomination won?
TR: Ok. So, you believe you have the nomination won?
NG: The voters of South Carolina have spoken loud and clear.
TR: What about the scandals?
NG: You mean those stories the media likes to dig up just to sell more papers?
TR: You have had several wives and …..
NG: Not as many as Larry King.
TR: Yes, but what about Fannie Mae?
NG: I’ve never had relations with Fannie Mae.
TR: But didn’t you make millions of dollars from the government agency while it was going bankrupt?
NG: I just have a good nose for smelling money. That should be viewed as a virtue. I needed the money. It was just a coincidence that it was Democratic money.
TR: People say you got rich while the country’s economy fell on its face.
NG: I think you are giving me too much credit for the recession. I had nothing to do with that. That was prompted by the Democrats.
TR: Nancy Pelosi said President Bush was to blame.
NG: I’m not President Bush.
TR: I know, but ….
NG: But nothing. I’m not President Bush. Period.
TR: He might not like it if he knew you were disavowing him.
NG: There you go again. If you don’t print it, he won’t know.
TR: Ok.
NG: You have to admit that the media seems to just be picking on me. Why don’t you pick on Romney or Santorum or Obama or Marianne.
TR: Well, I’ve always been neutral and objective. I’m a graduate of the Eve Ning Sun School of Advanced Photography in North Korea.
NG: I’ve never heard of it.
TR: It’s been closed for many years, since 1960 I think.
NG: No wonder.
TR: How do you respond to questions about your inability to manage money?
NG: With the truth, that’s how.
TR: But one of your women has said you always spent more than you earned.
NG: Which one?
TR: I promised Marianne I wouldn’t say.
NG: Well, your secret is safe with me, but never mind.
TR: She also said you were a little hypocrite.
NG: Look, I’m about eight inches taller than you – what does that tell you?
TR: I don’t know.
NG: It tells you she’s lying.
TR: So you never spent more than you earned?
NG: Only when necessary.
TR: And all the mistresses you had?
NG: They were girlfriends, not mistresses, and the whole thing is rather personal – nothing to do with the Republic and where the country is headed.
TR: A rumor is out that if you’re elected, you’ll push for a Constitutional Amendment to allow for two or three First Ladies?
NG: Ridiculous.
TR: Not true?
NG: Ridiculous.
TR: Do you think you’ll do well in Florida?
NG: The nomination is as good as sewed up.
TR: You seem very confident.
NG: Yes, but I was not always this way. I used to be more like you.
TR: So, what happened?
NG: What happened? One of my High School teachers opened my eyes.
TR: How?
NG: She seduced me; that’s how. You are rather naïve, you know that?
TR: I have been told.
NG: You must be at least 40?
TR: I will be 235 in July.
NG: And how many women have you had?
TR: I’m still single.
NG: You know something? You’re rather loony and more than a little pathetic. We could use you in my campaign.
TR: Doing what?
NG: Infiltrating the Romney organization. We’ve done stuff like that before.
TR: Yes, I know.
NG: You would drive them nuts over there, destroy what little they’ve got.
TR: Well, I don’t need the money but I would consider it if you agree to pay me in gold coins. I haven’t trusted any country’s currency since before 1850.
NG: I can pay you in Dollars or Euros – no gold coins.
TR: Well, the way things are going….
NG: If you’re worried about the economy, worry no more.
TR: You have a plan to get the country out of the recession?
NG: Absolutely.
TR: How will you take care of the unemployment problem?
NG: Easy. I will simply deport anyone who has been unemployed for more than three weeks. That will bring the unemployment rate down to zero.
TR: And where will you deport all those people to?
NG: China. That’s where all the jobs are.
TR: Is that legal?
NG: Look. The Chinese do not worry about legalities.
TR: I meant legal for the U.S. government.
NG: Well, people will probably sue the government in a class action but by the time it gets settled, we will be long gone.
TR: Not I.
NG: Why do you insist that you’re a very old man?
TR: Because I am. I always tell the truth. I was born in 1777. July 7.
NG: You must be high on something.
TR: I drink a tea made from Chinese herbs combined with the bark of a tree in the Himalayas.
NG: I’m calling security.
TR: Go ahead. I’m timid but I am not afraid of anything. I speak the truth.
NG: If I give you the benefit of the doubt, will you share some of this tea with me?
TR: My father would have to decide.
NG: Your father is alive?
TR: Yes. He used to know all the Roman Emperors. He is older than I.
NG: Of course. Where is he now?
TR: In Vienna, Austria.
NG: I have a home in Vienna. We will make a fortune with this. Perhaps we could meet.
TR: I will check with my cousins.
NG: And where are they?
TR: In Nepal.
NG: How can you get in touch?
TR: They have cell phones.
NG: God bless the U.S.A.
TR: Why?
NG: American technology will save the day. They can call me direct. I’ll give you my cell number. This is really mind-boggling. To be rich and to be young and to be powerful - what more can anyone ask?
TR: To sleep well?
NG: Yeah, that too.
TR: Well, I have run out of questions as usual, and I must be going to Romney’s headquarters now.
NG: Good luck with those people but do give them my best.
TR: Yes sir, I will.
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