Books 42

Workload is still keeping me from reading any too quickly.

42) The Farthest Shore: The conclusion of the Earthsea trilogy. I decided to read this immediately after Tombs in hopes of staying in the cadence of LeGuin's work, and it was successful - I tore through this one, enjoying it quite a bit. It also helped that I finally internalized that these are a series of coming of age novels, which helped. Alongisde that realization was the grossly unfair thought "It's like 'Pern' done by someone who can write!"

I know, grossly unfair, because McCaffery _can_ write, even if she hasn't done anything noteworthy in a couple of decades, she won a Hugo for her initial Pern short story and the Pern books themselves are quite good YA lit. But I had to include ti because it had me giggling.

Head Slapping Dumb

At the local playground I had a self professed Christian Creationist try to convince me that if I believed in the second law of thermodynamics that I obviously couldn't also believe in evolution.

Aside from the head-slapping dumbness of this I just wonder what he thought he was going to accomplish? That if he showed me how happy and comfortable he was being ignorant that I too would leap to being happily and comfortably ignorant?

Or, in evangelism via bad science, his inane argument was going to make me accept creationism and, from that, realize that the only logical course was to accept his version of Christianity right then and there? 

Since it was nearly time for me to take the little one home for lunch, and because I am naturally polite in public, I did not ask him if he was also a geocentric universe, flat-Earther, but the thought did cross my mind. Or perhaps say "you're right it couldn't be evolution, the world must have been vomited up by the white giant Mbombo! That had been preying on my mind, thanks for setting me right!"