Unscientific Atheists

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By unknown author

Atheistic Logicians Revealed by their own attempt to present

Scientist's Arguments as Unscientific.

Professing to be wise, they became fools . . .

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This story has been changed a little from the original to fit with

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The scene is a classroom in a University near you, as the professor

begins to propound his atheistic non-sense to those in his charge:

"LET ME EXPLAIN THE problem science has with Jesus Christ." The

ageing

atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then

asks one of his new students to stand. "You're a Christian, aren't

you, son?"

 

"Yes, sir."

 

"So you believe in God?"

 

"Absolutely."

 

"Is God good?"

 

"Sure! God's good."

 

"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"

 

"Yes."

 

"Are you good or evil?"

 

"The Bible says I'm evil."

 

The professor grins knowingly. "Ahh! THE BIBLE!" He considers for a

moment. "Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over

here and

you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help them? "Would you

try?"

 

"Yes sir, I would."

 

"So you're good...!"

 

"I wouldn't say that."

 

"Why not say that? You would help a sick and maimed person if you

could...

in fact most of us would if we could... God doesn't.

 

[No answer.]

 

"He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of

cancer even

though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good?

Hmmm? Can

you answer that one?"

 

[No answer]

 

The elderly man is sympathetic. "No, you can't, can you?" He takes a

sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to

relax. In philosophy, you have to go easy with the new ones. "Let's

start again, young fella."

 

"Is God good?"

 

"Er... Yes."

 

"Is Satan good?"

 

"No."

 

"Where does Satan come from?" The student falters.

 

"From... God..."

 

"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he?" The elderly man runs

his bony

fingers through his thinning hair and turns to the smirking, student

audience. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun this semester,

ladies and gentlemen." He turns back to the Christian.

 

"Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"

 

"Yes, sir."

 

"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? Did God make everything?"

 

"Yes."

 

"Who created evil?

 

[No answer]

 

"Is there sickness in this world? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness and

Suffering. All the terrible things - do they exist in this

world? "

 

The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."

 

"Who created them? "

 

[No answer]

 

The professor suddenly shouts at his student. "WHO CREATED THEM?

TELL ME, PLEASE!"

 

The professor closes in for the kill and climbs into the Christian's

face. In a still small voice: "God created all evil, didn't He,

son?"

 

[No answer]

 

The student tries to hold the steady, experienced gaze and fails.

 

Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace the front of the

classroom like an ageing panther. The class is mesmerized. "Tell

me," he continues, "How is it that this God is good if He created

all evil throughout all time?"

 

The professor swishes his arms around to encompass the wickedness of

the

world. "All the hatred, the brutality, all the pain, all the

torture, all the death and ugliness and all the suffering created by

this good God is all over the world, isn't it, young man?"

 

[No answer]

 

"Don't you see it all over the place? Huh?"

 

Pause.

 

"Don't you?" The professor leans into the student's face again and

whispers, "Is God good?"

 

[No answer]

 

"Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?"

 

The student's voice betrays him and cracks. "Yes, professor. I

do."

 

The old man shakes his head sadly. "Science says you have five

senses you

use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you seen

Jesus? "

 

"No, sir. I've never seen Him."

 

"Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"

 

"No, sir. I have not."

 

"Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your

Jesus... in

fact, do you have any sensory perception of your God whatsoever?"

 

[No answer]

 

"Answer me, please."

 

"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."

 

"You're AFRAID... you haven't?"

 

"No, sir."

 

"Yet you still believe in him?"

 

"...yes..."

 

"That takes FAITH!" The professor smiles sagely at the underling.

"According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable

protocol,

science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?

Where

is your God now?"

 

[The student doesn't answer]

 

"Sit down, please."

 

The Christian sits... Defeated.

 

Another person in the class raises his hand. "Professor, may I

address the class?"

 

The professor turns and smiles. "Ah, another Christian in the

vanguard!

Come, come, young man. Speak some proper wisdom to the gathering."

 

A Hare Krishna devotee actually sir, but yes, a believer in God,

nontheless.

 

The devotee looks around the room. "Some interesting points you are

making, sir. Now I've got a question for you. Is there such thing

as heat?"

 

"Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."

 

"Is there such a thing as cold?"

 

"Yes, son, there's cold too."

 

"No, sir, there isn't."

 

The professor's grin freezes. The room suddenly goes very cold. The

second

devotee continues. "You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-

heat, mega-heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't

have anything called 'cold'. We can go 458 degrees below zero,

which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is

no such thing as cold, otherwise we would be able to go colder than

458 -- You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the

absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in

thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of

heat, sir, just the absence of it."

 

Silence. A pin drops somewhere in the classroom as if with a crash.

 

"Is there such a thing as darkness, professor?"

 

"That's a dumb question, son. What is night if it isn't darkness?

What are

you getting at...?"

 

"So you say there is such a thing as darkness?"

 

"Yes..."

 

"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something, it is the

absence of

something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light,

flashing

light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's

called

darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word.

In reality, Darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make

darkness darker and give me a jar of it. Can you... give me a jar

of darker darkness, professor?"

 

Despite himself, the professor smiles at the young effrontery

before him.

This will indeed be a good semester. "Would you mind telling us what

your

point is, young man?"

 

"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed

to start

with and so your conclusion must be in error...."

 

The professor goes toxic. "Flawed...? How dare you...!""

 

"Sir, may I explain what I mean?"

 

The class is all ears.

 

"Explain... oh, explain..." The professor makes an admirable effort

to regain control. Suddenly he is affability itself. He waves his

hand to silence the class, for the student to continue.

 

"You are working on the premise of duality," the devotee

explains. "That

for example there is life and then there's death; a good God and a

bad God.

You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we

can

measure. Sir, science cannot even explain a thought. It uses

electricity and

magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood them. To

view death

as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death

cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of

life, merely the absence of it."

 

The young man holds up a newspaper he takes from the desk of a

neighbour who has been reading it. "Here is one of the most

disgusting tabloids this

country hosts, professor. Is there such a thing as immorality?"

 

"Of course there is, now look..."

 

"Wrong again, sir. You see, immorality is merely the absence of

morality.

Is there such thing as injustice? No. Injustice is the absence of

justice.

Is there such a thing as evil?" The devotee pauses. "Isn't evil

the absence of good?"

 

The professor's face has turned an alarming colour. He is so angry

he is

temporarily speechless.

 

The devotee continues. "If there is evil in the world, professor,

and we all agree there is, then God, if he exists, must be

accomplishing a work through the agency of evil. What is that work,

God is accomplishing? The Bible, the Gita and the Koran - all the

Holy books tell us it is to see if each one of us will, of our own

free will, choose good over evil."

 

The professor bridles. "As a philosophical scientist, I don't vie

this matter as having anything to do with any choice; as a realist,

I absolutely do not recognize the concept of God or any other

theological factor as being part of the world equation because God

is not observable."

 

"I would have thought that the absence of God's moral code in this

world is

probably one of the most observable phenomena going," the devotee

replies.

 

"Newspapers make billions of dollars reporting it every week! Tell

me,

professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a

monkey?"

 

"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young

man, yes,

of course I do", bawlked the professor.

 

"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"

 

The professor makes a sucking sound with his teeth and gives his

student a

silent, stony stare.

 

"Professor. Since no-one has ever observed the process of evolution

at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going

endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not

a scientist, but a priest teaching faith?"

 

"I'll overlook your impudence in the light of our philosophical

discussion.

Now, have you quite finished?" the professor hisses.

 

"So you don't accept God's moral code to do what is righteous?"

 

"I believe in what is - that's science!"

 

"Ahh! SCIENCE!" the student's face splits into a grin. "Sir, you

rightly state that science is the study of observed phenomena.

Science too is a premise which is flawed..."

 

"SCIENCE IS FLAWED..?" the professor splutters.

 

The class is in uproar.

 

The devotee remains standing until the commotion has subsided. "To

continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, may

I give you an example of what I mean?" The professor wisely keeps

silent.

 

The devotee looks around the room. "Is there anyone in the class

who has

ever seen the professor's brain?" The class breaks out in laughter.

 

The devotee points towards his elderly, crumbling tutor. "Is there

anyone

here who has ever heard the professor's brain... felt the

professor's brain,

touched or smelt the professor's brain?" No one appears to have

done so.

The devotee shakes his head sadly. "It appears no-one here has had

any

sensory perception of the professor's brain whatsoever. Well,

according to

the rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science, I

DECLARE

that the professor has no brain."

 

Wouldn't the same reasoning apply to your emotions and your will?

 

"Our philopsophy is that you, the living being are hidden within

that body, adorned with many wonderful qualities, and although I

cannot observe it with my/our limited senses, or within the limited

parameters which you want to place God within.

 

"If I want to know your mind or better yet the real you (your mind,

emotions, will and even you the spirit soul), all I have to do, if

you are willing to be known, is be willing to seek to know you and

to spend time with you. "You can know that God exists, .... if you

are willing ... Are you willing Professor?"

 

The class is in chaos.

 

The devotee sits... Because that is what a chair is for.

 

Silence Silence Silence Silence Silence Silence Silence

(you can hear it......)

The bell rings.

 

"Class dismissed," replies the professor. "Time is up!"

 

~ unknown author