Windy Sydney

I was just watching the Penn and Teller's Bullshit on YouTube. For those who don't know, I am not calling them bullshitters, that is the name of the show.

Bullshit.

And it's awesome.

Back to the story...

So, during the video about 9/11 conspiracies, they show a man who I loosely describe as a weirdo, walking up to a microphone and stating with tears in his eyes that...

No one.

NO ONE.

No one could EVER convince him that the President didn't hire Saudi nationals to fly commercial airliners into the twin towers.

I was struck by his comment. Not just because he was out of his mind, but because he believed his own crap so deeply that he became emotional.

It reminded me of the testimony meetings of my past.

You know... where people would walk up to the podium or grab the microphone being held by on of God's chosen penishood holders and state that...

No one.

NO ONE.

No one could EVER convince them that the Book of Mormon wasn't the word of God.

No one could EVER convince them that Joseph Smith wasn't a prophet.

Makes you think, doesn't it?

Basically, what a person is doing by making this statement is stepping out as a skeptic. A backwards skeptic. A skeptic that believes the improbable and then refuses to let any evidence change their minds.

A true skeptic demands to be convinced.

Not just by fuzzy warm butterflies in their belly when they feel the spirit... but with actual physical and historical proof.

A true skeptic openly looks at all sides before making claims that something is true or false.

This is what all atheists have done. They HAVE read the Bible and other religious literature (and I use the word literature lightly). They HAVE seriously considered the claims of various groups.

They welcomed the studying, the nights reading page after page after page either in a book or on the internet.

They welcomed open discussion with questions and free thought.

When someone says, "No one can ever convince me," you are talking to a brick wall.

Andee