Dog Days

Dog Days

Sweat, stench, athletic minimalism.  Brought to you courtesy of a conjunction that the precession of the equinoxes has displaced: the heliacal rising of Alpha Canis Majoris. It’s the European meteorological month I love most. Tomorrow, France goes troppo. Germany went gaga and agog a week ago, awash with the dreary droning of vuvuzelas.

At lunchtime: crossing forked tongues with my favourite creationist. I pull out all the stops for him — how our bodies will evolve when we live on other planets or on spaceships, what the precursors of RNA may have been, why Malthus matters; and he simply grins, and shrugs, and blasphemes by implication.

Did human reason survive the Fall unscathed?  I maintained that it’s Christian dogma that it did.  No, wait, I’ll google it for you…

Did human reason survive the Fall unscathed?

*sigh-of-relief* There’s hope for us yet! 🙂

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