a comment in response to this post (must be a Xangaphile to read)

I'm certainly no Christian, but even so, I think you're undervaluing and slightly distorting their argument (straw man logical fallacy).

It would seem to me that Christians don't get defensive "because they are faced with another belief about why the universe exists." If they are true Christians, their defense stems from the belief that if you (brassmaster) don't agree with them then you are bound to spend eternity in hell.

The argument isn't about simple explanation. The argument, in a Christian's eyes, is a struggle for your eternal life. I allow that people don't like to be wrong (which is why I never am ), but in this instance, the consequences for "being wrong" far outweigh the appearance of defensiveness.

(Christians: feel free to correct me.)

All that being said, atheists have the save argument on their side and, theoretically, should be equally defensive (which, I must say, you seem to be--not that it's a bad thing). An atheist might argue that s/he is in a struggle as a well, a struggle to stop Christians from wasting their only life worrying about a fictional next. Consequently, that could evoke the side kind of argumentative strategy (i.e. the consequences for "being wrong" far outweigh the appearance of defensiveness).

Which, in your case, I believe it has.

Point of this comment: Give an argument the benefit of the doubt before you begin to deconstruct it. Otherwise, on a rhetorical level, you may be arguing against yourself.




In Illinois, I could see my breath and also catch it. In South Carolina, well, it's just not that cold. It's colder.


"For the genuine orator must have investigated and heard and read and discussed and handled and debated the whole of the contents of the life of mankind, inasmuch as that is the field of the orator's activity, the subject matter of his study...if we bestow fluency of speech on persons devoid of those virtues, we shall not have made orators of them but shall have put weapons in the hands of madmen."
-Cicero in De Oratore

That's a tough standard, some might say impossible. Some might say that. They might. "They" have not truly lived if it is, indeed, what they say. "They" are the entitled, the still, the society. "They" are for whom Atlas shrugged. And "they," deep within their bones--buried though they would never admit it lest they gain the horror of a capital "T"--know it.


A Faulknerian Analysis: Part 7 of 10

Only upon reflection, some 12 hours from our home, can I begin to understand the amazing gift given to me by God, bog, luck and the rest, the incredible life I had as a child, the absurdly unrealistic standards you overcame to show me that love, no matter how much they scream, is incredibly selfish: Unlike society you allowed me to fail and by doing so allowed me to succeed; unlike society you never just let me win and by doing so forced me to try harder the next time; unlike society you weren't afraid to point out my faults and by doing so helped me overcome them; because unlike society you were a guardian, not a safety net, a loving participant in my development, not a nanny, a mother instead of a master, a mother instead of a friend.

love always