When all the brushstrokes feather off to the right and attenuate in a signature way, when all the adjectival triads mount to a gathering beat of lengthening syllabic count, when the symphonies reveal common harmonic structures, we recognize the work of one hand. Likewise, the mysterious concordance you espy has but one explanation.
The Devil.
Think about it.
What ostensibly justifies belief in evolution?
Knowledge.
Who peddled fruit from the Tree of Knowledge?
The Devil.
Where does one pursue this evolutionary knowledge?
In the Garden.
How does one pursue this purported knowledge?
By challenging authority.
Who taught our kind to defy authority?
The Devil.
Why would anyone want to poke around in fish guts and cadavers?
Because the Devil makes them do it.
When you have a million puppets dancing to the same tune, surely there must be one hand orchestrating them all.
And that hand is the left hand of the Devil.
The right hand is busy passing the collection plate.
God gave us the earth. We have dominion over the plants, the animals, the trees. God said, ”Earth is yours. Take it. Rape it. It’s yours.’
--Ann Coulter, Fox-TV: Hannity & Colmes, 20 Jun 01
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