The drug wars are over and we have lost
These last few days have hurtled by, right quick. I took my LSAT on Monday (the same day the US lost 3-0 against the Czechs in the World Cup [I took it to be a good omen--Eastern Europeans drubbing Americans and all that]), took a philosophy exam on Wednesday (aced it no doubt) and submitted two seven page papers on Thursday (shitty quality; shitty I tell you). I graduate this Saturday.
I finally got around to formulating my defense for belief in God. It was harder than I expected. My conclusion didn't feel intellectually satisfying. (It seems that there is little rational warrant for belief in God's existence; all that the believer is left with is faith. [To which the skeptic asks, "Faith in what?" I tell him to fuck off.]) Bah.
I've started reading the Sharpe series (I think A&E had a series based on the book with Sean Bean). Oh, and I also got around to watching the newest Harry Potter movie. (It sucked.)
I finally got around to formulating my defense for belief in God. It was harder than I expected. My conclusion didn't feel intellectually satisfying. (It seems that there is little rational warrant for belief in God's existence; all that the believer is left with is faith. [To which the skeptic asks, "Faith in what?" I tell him to fuck off.]) Bah.
I've started reading the Sharpe series (I think A&E had a series based on the book with Sean Bean). Oh, and I also got around to watching the newest Harry Potter movie. (It sucked.)