The first candidate to wander out of the asylum is the most colorful — as well as the most profane, and the most vocal. That would be Alex Botten. His passion for irrationally hating all things Christian is almost breathtaking. He did not learn his lesson from before about trying to make me defend things I did not say, and he's trying a similar stunt again. [Oops, after I reported his activities and gave supporting links, he made that Weblog unavailable. More than a coincidence? Makes me think he's got something to hide — like the truth.] Hateful little beast, incapable of rational thought. No thanks, I've got better things to do.
Second, we have Paul Baird. Frankly, he baffles me. Paulie can be civil when he's not using derision as a weapon. But he seems to want to make everything academic. God is not an academic study. Some of us are contending for life itself and to keep people like him out out of Hell and eventually into Heaven. That is more than just an intellectual discussion. I still say he's slipping as of late. He did apologize for saying that I was creating another identity with which to insult myself, but seems to still hold to the view that I am pretending to be a female Weblogger named Rhomphaia, one of Botten's defamatory claims. I would much rather stay within my own gender if I was to create an identity. Should I engage in discussions on Paul's terms, on his subjects, with the rules he makes up? No thanks, I've got better things to do.
As is most fitting, Norman the paranoid troll is last. He has railed against me in the comments, but has apparently learned nothing from the discussions. I showed him how he uses the "false dilemma" fallacy, so what did he do? Promptly did it again! And still with the, "You called me Norman first so I'll persist in calling you Norman right back, neener neener neener!" attitude. Shall I continue to show his foolishness and run rings around him logically? Nah. I've got better things to do.
Not only can arguing with atheists become a horrid waste of time, it gets your dander up if you're not careful. And I am not going to hang around them any more than I must, because I've got better things to do.
Next episode, something more fun or productive. Maybe both.