Discovery
Here kitty kitty
The Intelligent Designer works in mysterious ways. Every once in a while she (should the “S” be capitalized?) throws humankind a bone. Back about a century ago a Scottish biologist discovered that bacteria were affected by a common mold that grows on bread and – viola! – penicillin was on the way to cure a variety of nasty diseases. The “grim reaper” was not pleased but was reassured by the ID that new diseases immune to penicillin were on the drawing board. (AIDS, for one)
Many scientific advances appear to be serendipitous. The other day a good friend of mine pondered “If we can put a man on the moon…why can’t we stop a hurricane?” All in due time, says I. Someday, when the ID is in a good mood, a teenager in Oshkosh will notice that when he’s throwing out the kitty litter one windy day, the wind stops! The scientific community is alerted and tests begin. The first real trial will be with tons of cat poop dropped onto a tornado in Kansas. The rest, as they say, will be history. Citizens will be asked to bag up their feline feces for pickup at the curb every other week. Storage facilities will be established in Florida, to be used as needed during the hurricane season. Floridians are assured that the overwhelming stench is a small price to pay for hurricane insurance.
Laugh if you will, but there is nothing that the ID could come up with that should surprise you. Hell.
The Intelligent Designer works in mysterious ways. Every once in a while she (should the “S” be capitalized?) throws humankind a bone. Back about a century ago a Scottish biologist discovered that bacteria were affected by a common mold that grows on bread and – viola! – penicillin was on the way to cure a variety of nasty diseases. The “grim reaper” was not pleased but was reassured by the ID that new diseases immune to penicillin were on the drawing board. (AIDS, for one)
Many scientific advances appear to be serendipitous. The other day a good friend of mine pondered “If we can put a man on the moon…why can’t we stop a hurricane?” All in due time, says I. Someday, when the ID is in a good mood, a teenager in Oshkosh will notice that when he’s throwing out the kitty litter one windy day, the wind stops! The scientific community is alerted and tests begin. The first real trial will be with tons of cat poop dropped onto a tornado in Kansas. The rest, as they say, will be history. Citizens will be asked to bag up their feline feces for pickup at the curb every other week. Storage facilities will be established in Florida, to be used as needed during the hurricane season. Floridians are assured that the overwhelming stench is a small price to pay for hurricane insurance.
Laugh if you will, but there is nothing that the ID could come up with that should surprise you. Hell.
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