the humour, the wit
the humour, the wit
to sell them a plain omelette for Ksh 300 ($3) while a mandazi, with more ingredients in it, including the possible egg is Ksh 100 ($1) and eggs go for max Ksh 15 (15 cents).
When the mightiest profit of da lawd is not caught in a billion shilling scandal, he spends his time bamboozling the sheep that follow him with cheap threats that he has knowledge of impending calamities. Here he is at again.
On Sunday he said
I am seeing Gods judgement upon Kenya, I have talked to high profile leaders about the coming judgement for them to prepare,”
“Just as I saw in 2005,2006 and 2007 it was written by many and read by everyone, until it happened in 2007. I warned people will be running for their dear lives, I for-seed gun wars but people never listened till it happened” he added
And for those who can recall, many lives were lost following a disputed election in December of 2007. So the profits god saw it coming and left neighbour to butcher neighbour, for what? So that profit can claim he is profit. Madness is you ask me.
This case of four Pakistanis in court for various blasphemy charges is quite scary. And sometimes you don’t even know your accuser so you can face them in court. And what is this with religious sensibilities? Can’t god take a joke? And why be so uptight about what others say of your religion? This reminds me of the comments of the inquisitors, why show mercy anyway and you are going to hell.
Mondays are not great days for braining and so I have decided this one we shall take a music tour of Africa where I share with you music that I like.
From South Africa
From Ivory Coast
From the Gambia
And finally, one of my favourites
We know the contrivances of human beings whenever we see them. If I should find a bicycle assembled, I wouldn’t have to rock my head trying to discover its source. Everyone who has seen a bicycle knows to what ends they are produced and by whom. We do not have the same knowledge for things occurring in nature. I cannot tell, when I meet an elephant that there was a purposeful designer who wanted it to crash plants.
To say something happened by chance, does not rule out a designer. It could have been experiment and this result was a chance result. It was never planned.
The theist has no reason to limit the being of the universe to this
The only possible explanation for the structure is that it was designed by an intelligent being, not some random physical process.
For what is intelligence? It includes
the capacity for logic, understanding, self-awareness, learning, emotional knowledge, reasoning, planning, creativity, and problem solving
many properties which would rule out the god of theism; an all knowing god can’t learn, reason nor plan. Such a god can’t be creative. We are told, for example if you believe the Abrahamic religions, that god said and it was. In a scenario such as this, the god need only wish and it is.
The question of how did the universe come to be is not made easier in supposing an intelligent designer. I could grant you a designer and ask why must we stop at one designer? If one argues from man made things to the universe, then we see that many things have components built by different people; someone a roof, someone windows and doors and another walls. So, then, we can be certain there is no contradiction in saying there is a designer for trees, another for elephants and another for fish and for all other million of things that exist.
I contend this blogger has not demonstrated his claim.
By N. Taleb.
If you want to be provoked, maybe even annoyed by something you have read, then this is a book to read.
Having said that, if an author has said they have written a standalone book, it makes no sense when one feels every few pages is a sales pitch for previous books of the same author. We are not trying to read all your books, just this one, so go slow on the sales pitch.
Taleb hates Hillary Clinton, Steven Pinker, Dawkins and many others. I wish he could treat this is a separate subject or give an explanation. I think Pinker is misleading us on his claims of us living in the most peaceful times. I am not interested in doing the hard work presently, though.
He is right that those who make policies should have some skin in the game. Think for example, the idiots who make pronouncements about our non existent public transport have a driver paid for by a tax payer. They never get inconvenienced by their stupid regulations. Had they been forced to use public transport, we would have better service. To this extent, and in many others, Taleb has a point. The adage that if someone’s pay is dependent on them solving a problem, they are unlikely to solve it, applies here.
As for his use of aphorisms, I don’t think he succeeded. This work sometimes appear disjointed, random and doesn’t flow so coherently.
He makes a good case for skepticism about GMO and further that sometimes there are simpler solutions to the problem that GMO proponents are trying to solve. Looking at the people dying of hunger in Baringo (where Moi who was president for 24 years hails) is evidence that the problem is infrastructure and political will. To solve the problem, one would need to improve access and plan for adverse weather. But when you have idiots and thieves in charge, you have people die from starvation. Well, they voted for the idiots, anyway. It’s a problem they have a hand in, too.
Have a good weekend everyone. Read a book, if you can. If you can’t, drink a beer, take a walk, make love! Do something, don’t just sit.
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