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Many, many threads ago I abandoned any expectation of rational discourse from you. You will no doubt note that I have answered others in this thread that actually want to present some sort of argument.

I entered this thread as I have entered a few others you have started, by asking the question you seem to ignore, and that I have asked repeatedly in this thread as well:

WHY? What do you think you are accomplishing? You are convincing no one. The threads all degenerate into the same thing. You are not interested in, do not tolerate and offer no substantive arguments to opposing points of view.

The moment someone fails to agree with your YEC viewpoint, they are lost and condemned, and "not worthy" of your lofty attention.

"...Tell me, R_A, do you even remember when you first sacrificed your moral character on the alter of the Temple of Darwinistic Materialism?..."

I'll tell you a true story about that:

I was about 11 years old, and in Sunday school at the Tabernacle Baptist Church in a little city called Hazel Park. Over the years the building has changed hands, I am not sure what the church is called today. The Sunday school teacher was "testifying" about a missionary project that involved pouring a concrete slab for a much needed building. The area was normally hot, so the engineers on site were a bit worried about accelerated curing, which might cause the concrete to crack prematurely. Fortunately, on the day they did the pour, it lightly drizzled off and on all day, which helped with the concrete, and they did not need to hose it down. The Sunday school teacher went on and on about it was a "miracle" and an answer to prayer. The class was generally quite excited about that, and repeated the story to their parents in the lobby after class. My parents never attended, so I had to just stand around in the lobby waiting for the bus. Being kids, the details changed, and the rain seemed even more "miraculous" in their version. It was then I did something horrible: I begin to think for myself. I begin to wonder if a simple bit of convenient drizzle was a "miracle", and after just one botched retelling it got even more miraculous, I begin to question the basis for any fantastic story, especially ancient ones. You no doubt reject out of hand stories of Loki, or Odin, or Zeus or Apollo. Why?

Was rain predicted on that day? :-)

Seriously, your story could be used by creationists to explain why they don't believe in evolution. After all, we have physical evidence of evolutionists lying to support their theory.

I entered this thread as I have entered a few others you have started, by asking the question you seem to ignore, and that I have asked repeatedly in this thread as well:

Actually, you did NOT ask a question when you entered this thread. Instead, you posted two definitions meant to personally attack the poster of this thread.

The nice thing about thread history is, unlike the unobservable history of the world that evolutionists can make up, we HAVE the thread right here, and can see what REALLY happened, and don't have to rely on the mythology told after-the-fact.