I am happy to love my neighbour. I can find, however, no necessity, in order to do so, for any belief in anything remotely resembling any concept which could reasonably be defined by the noun, common or proper, of god, or God.

I am moreover confident that if there were such a thing as a God then there would be no such things, to take only minor examples, as toothache or the perpetual inconvenient necessity to piss and shit. "Intelligent Design" is a coinage some well-meaning fudgers have tried to make catch on as a sort of disinfecting of the absurdity of the concept. "Unintelligent Design" is what I should call it. Thank Unintelligent Design that I have never been in any danger of having to experience that oh-so-marvellously designed process, childbirth {except my own trauma, of course}!

~M~