Atheism at its best

Blooms and Bubbles

Steve is a non-religious Jew, and I am an observant Episcopalian, but we both value irreverence. Recently, Stevie wrote this to me in an email:

“As you might guess, the only thing I know about Vestry is that the word ‘rector’ is hilarious. I would love to sit down and discuss religion with you at some point. Religious discussions in this country are all about ‘me versus you, and I’m right.’ People who are religious genuinely fascinate me. I often envy them their beliefs. However I tend to infuriate the believers, with my rampant joke-laden atheism.”

Steve drafted a list of topics, and we both promised not to get all huffy. What follows is a transcript of our virtual “sit down.” I hope we don’t offend, and that maybe you’ll share your take on God, Life, and Whatnot, too.


I call myself very Jewish and not…

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We’re living through an interesting and potentially groundbreaking peroid of history at the moment with “The Arab Spring”, the very first African-American  President of the United States taking and retaining office, the economic balance of power shifting eastwards, and seeing the biggest challenge to Capitalism since the Bolshevik Revolution and “The Great Depression” of the 1930’s.

However, if you live in the United Kingdom there is another potentially historic development arriving in 2014: Scottish Independence. If you’ve not been following the news or do not live in the UK I’ll give a rundown of what I’m about to address. All of the nations which currently make up “The United Kingdom” were not always part of it; Ireland, Wales, England and Scotland to be exact. Scotland has been part of the UK for just over three centuries, since the 1st of May 1707 to be precise when the Acts of Union…

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A letter of apology – to a pigeon

Dear Pigeon:

Had I thought twice before I let him take you away, you would, perhaps, be perched on some giant tree, hidden amidst foliage. That was not the case to be. The moment he bid goodbye to me, I cried – literally, but it was too late.

Of what use are those gates, if I throw it open for my refugees to be taken away? Did I make my fence a slaughterhouse? It’s as good as one, isn’t it?

Words – they are just tears on paper.
Regret – it’s useless.

Your foe,
Amogh M S

Aaron, you were a great person. May your death haunt all those officials who try to curb whistleblowing and get away with it.


The open web and freedom of information in general lost one of their most passionate proponents yesterday, with the death of early Reddit staffer and Demand Progress founder Aaron Swartz, who committed suicide on Friday, according to a family member. He was facing federal charges for hacking into the JSTOR academic database and downloading millions of research papers, but had also reportedly suffered from depression. He was 26 years old.

As the news of his death spread throughout the web and social networks like Twitter, there was an outpouring of grief and sorrow from some of his friends and those he had worked with on a number of projects — including the early development of the RSS syndication standard, the software framework, the Creative Commons movement and the W3C web standards committee.

We’ve collected some of those comments and responses here (there’s also a Reddit thread and…

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Have you visited the Past?

Often I tried to fathom – forward’s the only way
Where the Past’s breathed its last
And the clocks tick away
Into Oblivion’s Bay.
Where memories are alien,
And Hope’s the only friend.
Where toiling for ‘morrow the only way.
Aye! That was my dream,
– of a world sans echo
– of a world sans regret.
Alas! ’twas just a daze
How endearing is the past,
I wonder if we can throw it away.

Through the mind

If you are not the writer of this post or new here, I apologize for any misconception(s) that this blog was a place for my jogging history only.

Is it remarkable that a day off from work could be the day when you end up transforming yourself and learning to communicate better to yourself? No.

Why then, did I mention it? Probably because of the same reason I wrote all of my previous posts here – what we find amusing now becomes mundane later.. 

That does not mean I did not actually run today. I did – just that it’s insignificant (even at this moment).

If you are making little sense of this post, I recommend you leave this page and return after a nap.

Highways aren’t just for the thieves – it’s also for those who want to learn how to run; not run.

A treadmill – at last

The delay between the previous post and this one is enough to prove that I’ve turned into a couch potato, and I have little shame in confessing it.

Buying that brand new treadmill was one hell of a running catalyst. I owe that purchase to my parents’ rocketing cholesterol levels (at least, that’s what their perception is). Since the time I got it, which happens to be yesterday, I managed to run six and half kilometers =D, and rough up my feet thanks to the high friction coefficient of the conveyer belt.

A warmer-up yesterday, and a 5K today. I’m looking forward to tomorrow’s run, when I’ll hopefully be running with my iPod on.

See ya ‘morrow,