Something tells me my fruitcake detector field is getting more powerful. Last night I had the privilege of chewing the fat with a racist, homophobic creationist. That was pretty funny, if only because playing whack-a-mole with ludicrous arguments can be relaxing in small doses.
Tonight, this frothing ball of incoherent thought processes hove into view. The first tweet came out of the blue.
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There are days when I wonder just how some people can function in modern society, when their beliefs are so violently at odds with the very basics of modern knowledge. This ranges from the religious right-wingnuts, who refuse global warming, genetics – well just about anything except money, really (not forgetting ultra-right-wing gaybashers who almost always turn out to be batting for the other team) – to neohippy dropouts who refuse healthcare, modern sanitation, and music you can dance to. The latter try to sell their crappy fruit and veg as “organic” in the local market; the former try to sell their bigoted policies as “right” for society.
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Once again we delve into the murky workings of the conspiracy theorist mind, this time as regards the polio vaccination. Having had a good friend who was a polio (or possibly rubella, I never found out) victim – bullied by others, incidentally – I have no patience with the denialists and their murderous delusions. The tweets are mostly in chronographical order, because several people participating across at least two time zones gets confusing. I have tried to unravel where possible, though.
Please place your WTFometer in a safe place before proceeding, as this may cause it to max out with extreme prejudice.
Yes, thunk not think. *Thunk* is the noise your brain makes when it hits a solid wall of Flaming Stupid.
Read the rest here (blog) or here (Storify)
It started out as a Twitter argument with a homeopath. Fortunately, sanity prevailed. Here’s a brief discussion about a placebo that works even when everyone knows it’s a placebo! What more could you ask? Cheaper and more fun than sugar pills, too.