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   XPost: alt.athiesm, alt.atheism, alt.talk.creationism   
   From: Smiler@Jo.king.com   
      
   AllSeeing-I wrote:   
   > On Jul 20, 8:07 am, Harry F. Leopold  wrote:   
   >> On Mon, 19 Jul 2010 15:19:33 -0500, SkyEyes wrote   
   >> (in article   
   >> ):   
   >>   
   >>> On Jul 19, 11:18 am, AllSeeing-I  wrote:   
   >>>> On Jul 19, 9:54 am, Caranx latus  wrote:   
   >>   
   >> (snip)   
   >>   
   >>   
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   >>   
   >>   
   >>>> "Rather then God"? No, fish. Not rather then.   
   >>   
   >>>> You mean "in addition to"   
   >>   
   >>>> I will be praying I can get to the phone and not passed out on the   
   >>>> floor whithering in pain.   
   >>   
   >>> Why? You think science is evil. Why don't you just pray to your God   
   >>> to make you all better?   
   >>   
   >>>> If I make it to the phone however, I will then be praying to God   
   >>>> they get their in time and that I have an experienced EMT.   
   >>   
   >>> Why? You think science is evil. Why don't you just pray to your God   
   >>> to make you all better?   
   >>   
   >>> Truth is, [M]Addy, you're a stinkin' hypocrite. Which we've known   
   >>> all along, I just thought I'd take the chance to point it out to   
   >>> you.   
   >>   
   >>>> You are free to take your chances on nothing, of course. But I   
   >>>> suspect you will call out to God.   
   >>   
   >>> And you would be *wrong*, as usual. Many a.a. regulars, including   
   >>> me, have been in life-threatening situations and haven't had the   
   >>> least urge to call out to any unevidenced supernatural being.   
   >>   
   >> When I found myself laying on the floor at work back in September of   
   >> 2001 and realized I couldn't move, or feel anything below my chin, I   
   >> did not once even think of a god. I spent my time paying attention   
   >> to what I could feel and trying to find out exactly what worked and   
   >> didn't work with my body. The first thing, after realizing I   
   >> couldn't feel or move, was that I was breathing and my heart was   
   >> beating properly. (Great! Good new! This meant I was going to   
   >> probably live.) Next was to try to get my toes to move (and keep   
   >> others from moving me, hey great, I can talk and make sense, woo   
   >> hoo!) Someone find my glasses, great, Virginia had them in hand and   
   >> was keeping everyone from trying to move me. (Yup, she understood   
   >> me. I understood her, great news.)   
   >>   
   >> My eyes work, good news. (Bad news, I am still near-sighted. ;-p )   
   >>   
   >> I can tell I am laying on the concrete floor, with my right arm   
   >> twisted under me, but I am pretty sure my arm is not broken, still   
   >> can't feel anything below the neck, fingers and toes still not   
   >> working. Not so great news, but it is still early. EMT's are here,   
   >> great news. Neck brace on, back board under me, they have me   
   >> straightened out. Good going guys.   
   >>   
   >> Whoo, what was that? I think I just moved my right big toe! Try   
   >> again, have EMT watch my foot, yup, toe moved! Second best news of   
   >> the evening. (First, of course, was my heart and lungs were working   
   >> properly.)   
   >>   
   >> EMT's, and some of the guys at work, carefully lift me up onto the   
   >> gurney, wheel me out to the ambulance, I notice a bit of feeling in   
   >> my fingers, not much, but still great news. Fingers and toes seem to   
   >> be working better.   
   >>   
   >> At the hospital, doctor gives me a shot of something to reduce   
   >> swelling around the spinal cord, shortly after I get more feeling   
   >> back in my hands, still not perfect but I have better control of my   
   >> limbs, doctor checks and finds no weakness in the muscles of the   
   >> legs or arms. This is really good news. Still haven't much feeling   
   >> in my lower legs, hands still fairly numb, not so great but I can   
   >> live with it. (Hey! I am going to live, and *likely* get around on   
   >> my own, truly good news!)   
   >>   
   >> Nearly 10 years later I still haven't much feeling in my legs or   
   >> feet, and even in hot water my feet feel cold, not much fun, but   
   >> survivable, hands are "numbish," but useable, random spots on my   
   >> body are numb, but again survivable. I can walk and work pretty much   
   >> normally.   
   >>   
   >> Not once did I whine for a "god," no crying "why me, god," no "fuck   
   >> you, god." Just what I have written out above. I have thanked the   
   >> people who helped me, the guys and gals at work, (yeah, even you   
   >> Dave, ya prick. ;-) , the EMT's, the doctors and nurses and the   
   >> techs at the hospital (well, there was that one X-Ray tech the first   
   >> night...). These were the folks that I needed to thank for doing a   
   >> damned good job and for being human beings willing to help out   
   >> another human being having a really bad day.   
   >   
   >   
   > With all that good news why should you call out to God.   
   >   
   > But if you were in a wheel chair right now you would probably balme   
   > god like most atheist I read here do.   
      
   Which god would we blame...the one we don't believe in?   
   Fuck, you are stupid, aren't you.   
      
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   Smiler   
   The godless one.   
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   fit the prejudices of their believers.   
      
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