So, wonderful, amazing, hilarious Jen McCreight over at Blag Hag has very kindly pointed out this nice little Conservapedia tidbit:
I don’t have much to say about this article…in fact, I don’t even want to read it. It seems like it’s reaching to me. Not least of all is the fact that so what if ponies win? It’s a false dichotomy. It isn’t like the women of America can only choose between Ponies or Atheism, although, that would make the country a very interesting place. In fact, I think there might be, and this is a big MIGHT, there might be women out there who are atheist AND like ponies. Don’t quote me on that…my sample set is very small. I myself do not give two rips about ponies; I do, in fact, care more about atheism; however, I think I may even know a couple women atheists out there who DO like ponies.
Maybe I’ve missed something. Do Dawkins and Harris have some sort of secret anti-pony agenda that Conservapedia has somehow sniffed out? Are they actually more like unicorn men? Or maybe even zebra men? Maybe they don’t like ponies because ponies are notoriously religious. I don’t know. I don’t think I know enough about ponies to even make an educated guess. Like I said, I don’t like ponies.
I hate to break it to the goddies that write for Conservapedia, but unlike you guys, who have to put your god above all else in your life, because he is, in fact, a jealous god, we atheist do not have such a controlling and abusive relationship to think of. We can care about being an active atheist (for instance, trying to keep religion out of legislature and off our uteri) and still care about other things more. We can put our families’ health and happiness ahead of the happiness of our non-god. We can obsess about our careers without offending science. We can listen to music, read books, enjoy pornography instead of going to church or praying in the evening. Atheism does not come with a dogma that dictates what order our priorities should go in.
I am rather interested in reading atheist blogs and news stories that pertain to religions and atheism…but if I had the choice between reading about atheism or watching Timothy Olyphant…Timothy would win…hands down. I would give up reading Pharyngula, The Good Atheist, and Blag Hag if it meant that I could constantly be watching sexy Timothy Olyphant. If I had the chance to go on a date with Timothy Olyphant, I would forgo attending a debate between Matt Dillahunty and Ray Comfort. If I had the chance to chloroform Timothy, tie him up, bring him back home, and keep him as my own personal sex god without any chance of repercussions, I’d give away my tickets to The Amazing Meeting (If I was ever lucky enough to be able to purchase them, of course). It is safe for me to say that I worship Timothy Olyphant far more than I worship Satan, Dawkins, Darwin, Science, or the flying spaghetti monster.