[[Youre so cute. Do your mommy and daddy know you use their computer thingy late at night to pretend you are a grown-up?]]
Isn’t that precious? Playground insults- Golly- you’re progressign from rational to childish at amazing speed
[[ID is just for people who are too lazy to do real science. It boils down to it is tooo HARD, so IDdidit.]]
I think you meant to say just an undying FAITH in naturalism and its miraculous, science violating abilities would aparently serve us well Macroevolution isnt based on science- its based on a philosophical ideological beleif that straysd outside of science- again- lets see the evidnece showing nature was soemhow able to violate scientific principles- or are you just goign to insult creationsits and IDists the rest of your life? If thats all you got- then whatever- we understand- being married to a failed hypothesis is like battered wife syndrome- you know its wrong to stay, but you just cant leave because you think one day things will be different
[[It amazes me you pop off so much on these threads with so little understanding of real science]]
Still not goign to address any of the issue brought up eh? Whatever
>>Still not goign to address any of the issue brought up eh? Whatever<<
You won’t and still you insult yourself and people who read you.
I have made it clear what real science requires. I can’t do anything if you don’t understand basic science well enough to meet the tiny challenges I have posted. It isn’t about insulting (your posts indict you more deeply than anything I could ever say — in form and content), it is about how your imagined logic applies to hard scientific processes and procedures.
I have patiently explained these to you and yours over and over. I can’t help you if you can’t understand them.
But keep disrespecting yourself. Your posts look like a baby who keeps soiling himself while smiling and saying “I did a poopy!”
You have the tools — I even described them to you. If you choose not to use them then we know your agenda. And you are so gonna get it when mommy (who knows if you have a daddy — your “look at me” issues suggest not) comes downstairs and finds you are wasting real grown-up’s time again.