This queen is simply barking. HOWLING, d’ye hear me. And genius.
*It could be an otter, in which case the headline should read “It’s getting a little otter, innit?”. But that’s not so funny. Not that the headline is exactly side-splitting. shut up, D, you’re rambling…
From the New York Times, a review of the multi-million dollar, and (thanks to donations from the gullible faithful, debt-free*) Creation Museum.
I have no words to describe how incredibly wrong and tragically stupid this is. No gutteral animal sounds to approximate my amazement at the existence, in the early years of the twenty-first century, in what was formerly one of the largest global powerhouses of progressive thinking, of a museum. Of. Creation.
Let’s settle for this: The chameleon doesn’t change colour as a means of avoiding predators. Good Lord, no! To even suggest that would mean we get into a potential debate on the concept of survival of the fittest or best able to avoid predators. Instead, we’ll suggest that the little lizard - a direct descendant of the dinosaurs that were in Noah’s freakin’ Ark -Â is little more than a fucking mood ring.
Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! To use a phrase borrowed from a fellow blogger, Stupid. Puny. Humans.
*Chapter 11 by End of Q3 2008, I’m betting. After a scandal involving sexual shenanigans in the Garden of Eden tableau.
“Trust yourself; You’re an angel, you can fly…”
Clear Horizon by Basia
So, after thirteen plus years at my present place of employment, I’ve finally taken the first steps towards moving my career forward. Yesterday and today, two interviews, coincidentally at the same Great Big Bank (GBB), but for very different roles.