Good evening!
Up late, are we?
The blind rage, scorn which covers howling fear, as evidenced by the most absolutist refusal to debate rationally, reveals the evofundies for what they are.
They want to believe, so they believe. Their need and desire to believe that there is no reason, no cause, no God, no soul, no divine order enthralls them totally. They are even more locked in a small box of their own making than the pro-drug guys.
They tremble underneath their anger. They have exoskeletons that seem hard and scarey, and underneath, they're just naked quivering little things. All shell, no substance. All exterior and no innards. All armor and no stout heart.
Of course, they can change. I did. I used to "believe" not only in the TOE but in all sorts of other nonsense as well. The door is always open, but people can stay in the little box if that's what they want.
What facilitated the change LJ? Glad to see you up and at 'em.