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On Sun, 13 Jul 2008 22:34:05 GMT, Linda Fox <linda.ff@ntlworld.com>
wrote:

>On Sun, 13 Jul 2008 16:35:49 -0500, Antares 531
><gordonlrDELETE@swbell.net> wrote:
>
>>On Sun, 13 Jul 2008 14:03:41 -0700, ben_dolan_III@reet.com (Ben Dolan)
>>wrote:
>>
(snip)
>>
>>Believing that everything just happened by pure chance is the thing
>>that I can't fathom. How do you swallow that load of horse barn
>>sweepings?
>>
>>You remind me of the allegorical sentient computer that has never been
>>connected to the Internet. Never having experienced an Internet
>>connection, this sentient computer is convinced that the Internet does
>>not exist, but is merely a figment of the imaginations of those other
>>sentient computers that have a connection to the Internet. And,
>>although this never-been-connected computer has all the hardware and
>>software it needs it adamantly refuses to activate its DSL connection
>>and find out for its self.
>
>Now why on earth would this be even remotely likely? "Allegorical
>sentient computer"? "convinced..."? "figment of the imaginations of
>other sentient computers..."???!!!??? It doesn't work, that allegory.
>Not even slightly. Sorry.
>>
>Right. You know that bit towards the end of the story of Cinderella
>where the prince comes around with the slipper she left behind, and
>says that whoever has the foot that will fit this slipper must be the
>girl he danced with and wishes to marry? And her sisters come to greet
>the prince when he gets to their house, and they cut off toes to fit
>the slipper, and he's fooled only until he sees the blood coming out
>of the sides of the slipper?
>
>That is what you are doing, Gordon. You are taking what I think you
>can see is a nonsensical state, and you are chopping it around until
>you can find an explanation, however ludicrous, that will fit it. The
>trouble is, we can still see the blood coming out round the edges...
>
>Linda ff
>In the beginning, Man created God in his own image.
>
Your volitional choice, Linda. I wouldn't by any means deprive you of
the right to make this choice. But, I'm sure glad you can't impose
your choice upon me. My swallow pipe just isn't big enough to let that
spontaneous creation thing pass down the tube. It's sort of like
expecting to win the power ball lottery without buying a ticket. 

You're not the Linda Fox that I do genealogy research with, are you? 

Gordon