Can anybody guess what basic philosophical notion Richard Wagner and Ice-T have in common? It's really a simple enough conception:

Anybody familiar with Richard Wagner knows what this is about, at least from the point of view of redeeming the souls of the nineteenth century German burghers, caught up in the emptiness of nineteenth-century German yuppiism.

It is not engaging in racism or any thing like that to note there is something of a general step downwards in sophistication going from Richard Wagner's audience to that of Ice-T and, other than for that trivial detail, the basic idea is much the same:

Clown: Yo, what's up man, I need to get high, man,
       I need to get hold of some big-time dope, man,
       you know where I can get a ki?

Ice-T: I know where you can get a LP...

Clown: LP, man? Have you went crazy man, I'm talkin about some
       dope man, I need to get high right now man, why'nt you hook me
       up wit a five-oh...

Ice-T: I can hook you up with a twelve-inch...

Clown: Twelve-inch, man you done went crazy, you don't even know what
       time it is, out here on the streets an don't know what time it,
       man, you's a FOOL....

Ice-T  Yo, home-boy, YOU a fool, YOU don't know what time it is out
       here messin-up your mind, you know what I'm sayin;  THIS is
       Ice-T talkin to you BOOOY...  I'ma tell you what TIIIIIME it
       is...

       Yo it's time for me to pump up the volume,
       no problem the record's revolvin
       Evil's the mixer, I'm the rap trace the
       pack-o rats is on the bum-rush the pictures's
       ice, Julio, coldah than evah
       punk executioner, he pull the levah...
       rotate the wax, then cut an axe the tracks
       push up the levels towards the red-light max
       dont try to size up; you better wise up
       to the rap criminal, we're on the rise up
       we're sellin dope till we succed it
       dope beats the lyrics no beepers needed
       for this drug deal i'm the big wheel
       the dope we're sellin you don't smoke you feel
       out on the dance floor, an on the world tour
       I'm sellin dope in each an every record store
       i'm the king pin when the wax spins
       crack or smack will take you to a show-in
       you don't need it, jus throw that stuff away
 
       you wanna get high, let the record play...


Clown: Aw man, I like this dope here man, it's feelin allright
       boooy, what'd you say yo name was, man...

Which brings me to the question of evolutionism.

I could go on typing up logical demonstrations of the stupidity and folly of evolutionism until judgement day, but I see that as a waste of time; it's been done, over and over on internet talk groups, on other forums, and in the excellent literature which I have noted.

Evolution is immune to logic; what we're really dealing with here is the irrational, and logic is not the way to deal with the irrational; something more direct is needed.

Something like Ice-T's basic little plan for ridding the ghetto of crack, smack and what not, i.e. replacing it with rap. The analogy is nearly perfect, evolution clearly being to academia what crack is to the ghetto.

The question arises naturally: if some cracked-out idiot like the clown above can be redeemed by Ice-T's rap, then what about the evolutionist, his mind obliterated by years of ideology abuse, his sense of logic and proportion vitiated by the scholatstical contortions required to maintain any defense of evolutionism, a pathetic, hollow shell of a once-humanoid creature? Is there anything which can redeem this cosmic ungeziefer?

I believe that there is, but the first thing you have to realize is that, however much of a step downwards was involved in going from Richard Wagner's audience to Ice's, there is a much BIGGER and more precipitous drop-off in going from Ice-T's audience to the evolutionists.

Something in the nature of a three-stage process is required; I will attempt to get the miserable wretches in this category up to the general level of sophistication of Ice-T's audience, Ice-T can take over from there and, presumably, for those interested, Richard Wagner can handle the final leg of the journey to something resembling modern man.

Clown:     Yo, I need to get high, man, I'm lookin for some big-time
ideology,  man, you know where I can get a PHD?

Ice-Bear:  I know where you can get a LP...

Clown:     LP, man?  Have you went crazy man, I need to get high right
           now, man,  why'nt you hook me up wit a peer-reviewed
           journal?

Ice-Bear:  I can hook you up with a feral chicken...

Clown:     You done went crazy, man, you don't even know what time it
           is, man, out here in academia an don't know what time it
           is, man, you's a FOOL!!!

Ice-Bear:  YO, home boy, YOU a fool, out here messin up your mind,
           know what
           I'm sayin?  This is the Ice-Bear talkin to you BOOOOooy, an
           I'ma tell you what TIIIIIIIME it is...

           Yo, it's time for you clowns to see
           the light, an stop fightin gainst reality
           so come on an step to me, an learn to deal
           with the diffrence tween fiction, an what's real
           c'mon develop some judgement, an the ability
           to deal with mathematics, an probability
           an infinity of zero-probability events
           can nevah happen, you see, that's just common sense...

Perhaps Ice-T and I will arrange some sort of a combined revival and try to salvage the crack-heads and the ideology freaks (evolutionists) together at the same time.

Ted Holden www.bearfabrique.org

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Splifford the bat says: Always remember

: A mind is a terrible thing to waste; especially on an evolutionist. Just say no to narcotic drugs, alcohol abuse, and corrupt ideological doctrines.