Monthly Archive for February, 2008

An island of reason in a sea of delusion

I live in Boulder, which was recently ranked the “smartest city in America” due to its large population of people with college degrees. However, I’d have to say that Boulder’s also the most delusional city in America as well. The entire place is ridden with new age crap, a half-assed embracing of Eastern philosophy, and a love of the mysterious and supernatural.

At no time was that clearer to me than at the Boulder Creek Festival, where I had, pretty much out of the blue, volunteered to work at an atheist tent. The Boulder Creek Festival is one of many large yearly events where members of the community can set up displays, and the displays are clustered by topic. The Boulder Atheists had set up a tent, and it had been assigned to the “Mind and Body” section, which placed it smack in the middle of pretty much every purveyor of new age mysticism in town. Directly across from us was the Psychic Horizons Center, who apparently employed a number of rather attractive looking women (if you dig the whole hippie thing), but also sold remote psychic readings for your pet (mailed to you on a tape) for $75 a pop, and apparently there’s a market around here for that sort of thing.

It was the tail end of May and we were starting to feel the heat of summer. The organizers of the booth had thought of a rather clever marketing campaign: they brought palettes of bottled water, and inkjet labels with “Boulder Atheists” on them as well as the URL of their web site (boulderatheists.org). We placed the bottles in an iced cooler, and had them on display in front of a sign that read “FREE WATER.” And man, did that make us popular. We drew plenty of attention, if only for people wondering “are you the guys with the free water?” It seemed like such an obvious idea for anyone wanting to draw attention to their booth. As one of the organizers quipped: “Leave it to the atheists to bring cold water on a hot day.”

The whole thing got pretty mixed reactions from the crowd. Some people liked it: “So, you guys have your own water now, huh?” Others were pretty disturbed by it. One lady took a bottle, started to walk off with it, then brought it back, saying “I’m sorry, I can’t accept this.” Another lady approached interested in the water, then flat out refused when she noticed it was an atheist booth. I wondered what we must look like to them, and the only thing I could think of that would make me feel that way was if I went to a booth to get free water and it was being offered by Scientologists or the KKK. I’d gladly accept free water from any of the nutjobs in the Mind and Body section (even the cdesign proponentsists who were there, dispensing some nice four color glossies of Michael Behe arguments).

As I was about to leave, a rather large, tattooed, shirtless man approached the booth, and began shouting questions at us like why we hated God. I was somewhat awestruck, as we were surrounded by practitioners of witchcraft and the occult. These were people committing outright blasphemy as a lifestyle. This man was not accosting them, but had zeroed right in on the people who were committing blasphemy by default by not accepting Jesus Christ as their personal savior. And he went off… the atheists certainly were not trying to be provocative, as this man seemed to be teetering on the edge of physical violence throughout the entire encounter. Eventually a friend of his drug him off away from the tent. The people in the tent all looked at each other, wondering “What was that?” and discussing what sort of mental problems the guy must have.

The most fun to be had was wandering among the weirdness of the Mind and Body asking what should be rather obvious questions about anything. With all of Boulder’s stupidity drawn together and localized into a densely packed collection, you got a quite a sense of unreality walking about the place. The Psychic Horizons Center was offering free psychic readings, and myself and another atheist walked over and started asking about how it worked:

“So this psychic reading… are you channeling psychic energy from my body or something?”

“We prefer to think of it in terms of auras”

“What kind of energy are auras made out of and why haven’t scientists detected them?”

“Well, I don’t know, I don’t think auras are something that can be measured by science. Why are you asking these questions anyway?”

“We’re from the Atheist tent across from you.”

I guess she wasn’t psychic enough to realize that…

Because Monday sucks

This is The Boomtown Rats. You’ll probably recognize Robert Frederick Xenon Geldof, aka Bob Geldof. He’s the lead singer and he played the main character “Pink” in the movie The Wall. He has a good point - Monday sucks.  Tori Amos also covered this track, thought that was cool.

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Everytime you pay for Windows 2000, XP or Vista, you fund the Church of Scientology.

If you read reddit or digg, you probably don’t like the Church of Scientology very much. You probably don’t pay to see Tom Cruise movies because you don’t want your money going to fund such an organization.

But did you know that if you’ve bought a copy of Windows 2000, XP or Vista, or bought an OEM PC with one of those OSs pre-installed, you’ve indirectly funded the CoS?

The reason why is that Microsoft packages a third party created disk defrag tool called Diskeeper with those versions of Windows. Diskeeper is made by a company called the Diskeeper Corporation, formerly Executive Software International, inc., whose CEO, Craig Jensen, is a member of the CoS. According to the wikipedia entry for Diskeeper Corporation:

The corporation’s CEO, Craig Jensen, is a member of the Church of Scientology and has stated that his employees are schooled in the principles of Scientology’s founder, L. Ron Hubbard.[2], saying “I attribute [our] success directly to the management technology developed by L. Ron Hubbard. Simply put, I couldn’t have done it without his help.” [2] In 1991, Executive Software denied Ciba-Geigy technical support for the VAX version of Diskeeper after learning that Ciba-Geigy makes Ritalin, a drug opposed by scientologists.

Because this connection to the Church of Scientology, the German government’s Federal Office of Security in Information Technology refused to certify those versions of Windows for use on government computers in Germany (the Germans have a long standing antagonist relationship with the CoS, see this wikipedia article for more info).

According to this Wired article, Microsoft had to turn over the source code to its operating system so that it could be audited by the German government to check for “backdoors” placed by the CoS. Eventually, the dispute was settled by Microsoft offering a patcher to remove Diskeeper software from Windows for all German customers.

So what can I do about this, you may be asking right now. There’s really only two solutions:

1, Buy a fucking Mac. Apple doesn’t include Diskeeper with OS X.

2a, Build an PC yourself and Install Linux, Problem Solved (or pirate XP, but SHHHHHHH, you didn’t hear that from me).

2b, Buy an OEM PC from a manufacturer who’ll sell you one with a Free OS installed on it, such as Linux or FreeDOS. (Dell does this on some models)

Any other tips, please leave in the comments.

AA, William Wilson and LSD

LSD Blotter Collage

Modern Drunkard did an article on Bill Wilson, a co-founder of Alcoholics Anonymous. Turns out Bill was homies with Aldous Huxley and discovered that LSD was a magical drug when it comes to treating alcoholism. Indeed it is. Probably the best excerpt from the MD article is “One of his therapeutic journeys lead him to Trabuco College in California, and the friendship of the college’s founder, Aldous Huxley. The author of Brave New World and The Doors of Perception introduced Wilson to LSD-25. The drug rocked Wilson’s world. He thought of it as something of a miracle substance and continued taking it well into the ‘60s. As he approached his 70th birthday, he developed a plan to have LSD distributed at all AA meetings nationwide. The plan was eventually quashed by more rational voices, and a few years later the Federal government made the point moot by making the drug illegal. (That Wilson’s plan was shot down is probably fortunate. LSD is a beautiful thing, but nothing sounds more horrifying to me than a roomful of chain-smoking, frightened, needy drunks tripping their heads off in the basement of the local Y.)” Read the whole article here.  Props to dosenation for coming across the article.