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Yet another mud wrestling night here on Salon, I see. Nothing like religion to bring out the sneering in the posters here. So gratifying to know that open-mindedness and good sportsmanship are alive and well in America today.
You know, every time the secular utopians start talking about the ridiculousness of religion and how bizarre its ideas are, I want to ask them to explain, in detail, how they feel about Schroedinger's Cat. If there was ever a bizarre, ridiculous-sounding theory, which makes no sense whatsoever to anyone not initiated into the mystical discipline it springs from, it's that one. And yet, the folks who aren't scientists are just supposed to relax and take it all on faith, just because science says it's so.
Well, it's just as hard for those who don't understand to swallow such a thing whole, as it is for those atheists who froth at the mouth at the mention of Jesus to understand why people believe the things they do. It doesn't matter whether it's provable or not. That's what they don't get. Proof has nothing to do with religion, and anyone who says it does is selling something. (Usually a book, in this case a movie.)