Uncle Eric goes after Islam

September 12, 2013 • 9:07 am

This may be preaching to the choir, but over at Choice in Dying Eric has a nice post called “Seeing Muhammed in Context,” a severe critique of Islam.

One thing I hadn’t known is that there seems to be some doubt about Muhammed’s existence:

There is now, apparently, some reasonable doubt that Muhammad himself, as the central figure of the religion, ever existed. At least Robert Spencer believes this to be so, and Tom Holland has pointed out that he is a shadowy figure whose name itself is not mentioned until much later than the time he is supposed to have flourished. The Qur’an, as the supposed revelation directly from God through the medium of an angel, is so obviously a pastiche cribbed from other sources, Jewish, Christian, Zoroastrian, and animistic, and it is, in itself, so unremittingly violent and fascistical in its attitude to believers and unbelievers alike that it does not deserve even to stand with other sacred scriptures, even though all of them have little credence as documents that have been inspired by an other than human sources.

Well, we all know the debate about the historicity of Jesus, but any reader with references to doubts about Mohammed’s should give some references below.

If you’ve read Reza Aslan’s bestseller, No god but God, which to my mind is a complete whitewash of Muhammed, you’ll see that Aslan manages to excuse every one of the Prophet’s reported deeds, including his raiding of caravans and his deflowering of a child bride. That is execrable, but it’s made Aslan is America’s #1 Muslim apologist. He is the go-to source for those who accuse critics of  “Islamophobia” and tout Islam as “a religion of peace.” After all, says Aslan, the true message of Islam has simply been deeply corrupted by its adherents in the last five centuries.  But of course we are dealing with Islam as it exists, not as it was supposedly taught by its founder.

Eric notes:

Perhaps nothing captures the essence of Muhammad so much as his sexual lust, and its exercise even upon the bodies of children. I was reminded of this by the story of the 8-year-old girl who was recently raped to death by her “husband” in the Yemen. It is important to bear her age in mind, for she was just one year younger than Aisha, one of Muhammad’s “wives,” whose marriage was consummated when she was only 9-years-old. Put Muhammad in that context, and does he seem one whit more worthy of respect than the Yemini pedophile who raped his supposed “wife” to death? Of course, we could pull a “William Lane Craig” on this story, and suppose that it is justified by God’s command. For if ethnic cleansing can be justified by a supposed command of God, why not the rape of an 8-year-old girl? But there is no reasonable argument that can justify either ethnic cleansing or the “marriage” of children, and using a god to justify either is to derogate from the supposed goodness of the god being imagined.

And his analysis of the appeal of Islam, to men at least, makes some sense:

Given the kinds of radicalism and violence to which Islam often gives rise, and the obviously “boys club” aspect of Islam, it is not surprising that young men might well find Islam an attractive proposition. A religion which consists largely in a celebration of masculinity, especially as these are expressed in military conflict and the oppression of women, would be all but irresistible to young men brought up in a culture where both their masculinity is challenged by the equality of women, and their colour, or their lack of achievement at school, have a tendency to relegate them to second-class status.

“There is also a loud speaking, staunch atheist”: I have landed in Warsaw

September 12, 2013 • 7:24 am

I have arrived in Poland’s capital, a big metropolis completely rebuilt after the war.  And I’ve had my first all-Polish meal at one of the famous “milk bars“: both cheese and blueberry pierogi, kompott (a drink made from boiled fruit), and borscht.  I have photos but no time to post them now.

Some grins: my talk tonight is advertised on the Polish Rationalist Society page, and Bing gives this great translation:

“Imagine my pleasure when Jacek (President of PSR) gave us a message that will be shown in our country despite various difficulties, Jerry Coyne. Professor of biology at the University of Chicago, which he Dawkins calls him “the guru of evolutionary genetics.” Apart from being an eminent scientist, there is also a loud speaking, staunch atheist. Is ruthless when it comes to all these so-called “enlightened theologians” and cowardly, rogue scientists who are on the head and any other intellectual acrobatics to push us to the darkness that religion and science can co-exist together happily. Below one of these such lectures (again, unfortunately, did not find any translation, sorry to those who do not know English). I love this its lightly ironic smile of pity from time to time when lists all primitive tricks aimed at demonstrating “. magisteriów”, and even sometimes support science and religion, as if we could have anything useful to learn from superstition dating back thousands of years as to the nature of this world.”

I love the “lightly ironic smile of pity”!

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Crane fly mimicry

September 12, 2013 • 6:58 am

by Matthew Cobb

This is another beast that popped up in my Twitter feed, though I can’t remember when.  In this photo by Abalone from Germany It looks like a wasp at first glance, but many things about it suggest that it is in fact a crane fly (you can just make out the left haltere behind the fly’s left wing).

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This is in fact Ctenophora flaveolata, a crane fly that is found in woods in Europe, ” in the west from Norway and Great Britain to Spain and Italy, in the east from Finland, Latvia and northwestern Russia to northern Greece, Ukraine and adjacent Russia” according to crane fly expert Pjotr Oosterbroek.

This species is clearly mimicking a wasp. You’d keep away from this, even though it could do you no harm at all.  The ‘sting’ isn’t a sting at all, for more than one reason…

You probably won’t have noticed the part that I find particularly intriguing, which can be seen much more clearly on the next photo, also by Abalone.

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You can see the halteres really well on this photo, but above all, look at those antennae! They are stupendous. And they immediately suggest (but do not prove) that this is a male. Which indeed it is. And that also tells us why this animal cannot sting. The sting is a modified ovipositor, so male hymenoptera (wasps, ants, bees and ichneumon) flies can’t sting you. It’s a naturalist’s trick to handle a whopping great big male hornet without showing the slightest trace of fear (no, I wouldn’t try it, either). The only thing that nasty-looking rear end could do would be to crap or mate.

And mating is presumably what the antennae are used for – tracking down the smell of female crane flies. About which, I suspect, absolutely nothing is known.

The antenna differ drastically between the sexes and between related species, as you can see here. In the left column (2-5) you have the male antennae of four different species, each from a different genus. In the right column (6-9) you have a female antenna of the equivalent species. The closest relative to Ctenophora flaveolata is shown in Figure 4 (this figure is taken from here, where you can find more information about these rather attractive crane flies).

Why do the species show differences in the shapes of the antennae? There may be a functional difference or – probably more likely – it may be either random variation or some correlated effect of a selectively-driven change in some other aspect of the animal’s morphology. Yet again, “we don’t know” is the right answer.

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Hili Dialogue, Thursday

September 11, 2013 • 10:37 pm

It’s so sad to leave my friends Malgorzata, Andrzej, and their cat Hili.  But it has been a wonderful week of friends (including one of the felid stripe), work, relaxation, and food.

Today, I’m afraid, will be the last Hili Dialogue featuring me.  But I get others every day, and perhaps I will feature them on this site from time to time.

I’m heading for Warsaw on the morning train, so don’t expect new posts today. With luck, Matthew and Greg will fill in.

Hili: Do you have to go away?
Jerry: Yes, they are waiting for me.
Hili: Just tell them that you got lost in the forest.

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In Polish:

Hili: Musisz już jechać?
Jerry: Tak, czekają na mnie.
Hili: To powiedz im, że się zgubiłeś w lesie.

Discovery Institute ramps up pressure on BSU

September 11, 2013 • 10:32 pm

According to The Sensuous Curmudgeon, the Discovery Institute (DI) has created a webpage where ID-heads can get the address and fax number of the Ball State University (BSU) Board of Trustees to complain about the “censorship” of Intelligent Design. They also provide a sample message to the Board:

Dear Board of Trustees,

I recently learned of BSU President Gora’s one-sided censorship of faculty who think there is evidence of intelligent design in nature. At the same time BSU faculty are banned from expressing their support for intelligent design, BSU has allowed an honors course on “Dangerous Ideas” where the readings tell students that “Science Must Destroy Religion.” Please tell President Gora that BSU must support academic freedom and free speech for all faculty, including those who support intelligent design.

Sincerely,
NAME (highlight if you are from Indiana)

But of course nothing is stopping you from writing to the same address (akelsey@bsu.edu ; the Board’s recording secretary, to espouse your own feelings about teaching intelligent design in a public university.

WEIT installed in Hitchens bar

September 11, 2013 • 11:58 am

Some time ago I donated an autographed copy of WEIT to the recently opened bar “Hitch” in Toronto. (It is, of course, named after the late Horseman.)  Reader Veronica, a member of the Canadian Athiests, finally convened a group there for libations and the donation. She describes it on the Canadian Atheists website: “Canadian atheists go to Hitch“:

On Thursday, September 5, a bunch of atheists and an Anglican visited Hitch, a bar named after Christopher Hitchens, located in Leslieville (Queen and Leslie) in Toronto, ON.  The crowd went there to drink, talk and have fun and to join me as I donated a copy of Jerry Coyne’s bookWhy Evolution Is True. Jerry Coyne sent me an autographed copy and included a sketch of a cat, which makes it a special gift to the bar.

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If this book is not in the bar, it was stolen!! Return it!

(Photographs below by Joe)

Note my warning about not stealing the book!

Here’s part of the CA group: they’d better not comprise all the Toronto Atheists!

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Veronica adds, re the picture below:

When this picture was taken, the “barmaid” was inserting WEIT upside down; she corrected herself and added WEIT to the bookcase to join books by other prominent writers including Christopher Hitchens and Salman Rushdie.

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There’s a positive review of Hitch at blogTO, which praises its “exceedingly strong cocktails” and finishes with a general assessment:

Overall, Hitch is a great place to go for a stiff drink, delicious snacks, and good conversation. This bar truly embodies the idea of a salon. (The use of the word ‘salon’ in public is the first ever application of my liberal arts education. Take that, everyone who said Library Science was a waste!) I will definitely return to Hitch in the near future- but for the sake of the pate, leave the Baby Orajel at home.

h/t: Veronica for describing the bar and handling the book

A fabulous feathered mite

September 11, 2013 • 11:20 am

by Matthew Cobb

Jerry doesn’t “get” Twitter. He thinks it’s full of people shouting at the TV or ranting abuse at “celebrities” or telling the world about the coffee they are drinking. And so it is. But it’s also full of the most magical things. Here’s something that popped up in my Twitter feed: I give you Eatoniana plumipes, photographed by Harry Smit:

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The highly elongated fourth pair of legs on this weird beast – which is quite hefty for a mite – have these strange feather-like hairs. What on earth might they be for? The original tweeter,Wayne Knee (@whknee), suggested they might be for defence. Other options might be that they release a pheromone (in which case you’d predict that they’d be sex-limited, probably on females), or that they are in some way involved in attracting a host if the mite is parasitic. That suggestion is perhaps indicated by this photo taken by Joaquín Ramírez in Spain (from here).

On the other hand, those long legs seem to make life difficult, as suggested in this photo by Josep Mari Solé from the fabulous Spanish site biodiversidadvirtual. (Josep understandably says his photo “es propiedad de su autor y no puede ser utilizada sin su consentimiento” – I am contacting him to get his approval – he has a few others of this species, so head over there to see; you don’t need to know Spanish!).

The Encyclopedia of Life site helpfully says “No facts are available for Eatoniana plumipes in the Encyclopedia of Life.”

This one was found on a beach in Corsica by Luc Gizart:

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So, come on arachnologists. What on earth are those hairs for?

h/t Morgan Jackson (@BioInFocus)

Dobrzyn: Wednesday

September 11, 2013 • 9:29 am

Sadly, this is my last day in paradise. Tomorrow I must travel to Warsaw for lecturing, but will also engage in some sightseeing, and, of course, nomming.  On the 14th I head to Krakow for a talk and a “debate” (a discussion, really).

Yesterday was the weekly market in Dobrzyn, so here are some photos:

This man was selling dried mushrooms from his car. He was surrounded by several other guys, and when I asked to take a picture, they moved aside because this guy, they said, was “The Boss.” I guess that means he’ll sell you a mushroom you can’t refuse!

The boss

This woman, apparently from a farm, was selling a variety of products including ducks, homemade honey, eggs, and potatoes.

When I asked what was in the bottles, I was told “blood”!  Apparently  the duck blood is used to make a soup called czernina.

 I was also told of a Polish tradition: if a young man was courting a young woman, and visited her family’s home for dinner, it was a sign that he was not considered a suitable mate if the dinner started with this soup.  The Polish word for this soup-indicated rejection was czarna polewka. (There were many reasons for rejection before meeting a potential suitor, including poverty and coming from a different town.)

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Delicious vine-ripened tomatoes:

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Much of the former market consisted of farmers, some of whom drove their produce to market in horsecarts. Now there are a lot of stalls selling cheap clothing from China, and the produce stalls have been displaced by a supermarket on the town square. Such is “progress.” Nevertheless, the supermarket also has a tempting variety of wares.

Take the meat section, for instance, which is loaded with sausages:

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and other types of encased meats:

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and the famous Polish hams:

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as well as a bunch of unidentified meat products, some of them en gelée:

Pate

My hosts, who don’t drink much, bought me a beer for dinner. This one, Zubr, is strong (6% alcohol) and its name means, as the picture suggests, “Bison.”

Pictured on the bottle is the famous European bison (Bison bonasus), a species distinct from the American bison, or buffalo. This species was indigenous to the Białowieża Forest, the last remaining patch of undisturbed forest in Europe. The forest straddles Poland and Belarus, and is a United Nations Heritage site.  The bison were shot to extinction there, but have been reintroduced there and elsewhere.

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Here’s a picture of one (not mine):

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The beer, by the way, was very good.

A reader previously asked how to make those luscious poppy-seed cakes one finds in Poland.  They’re time-consuming because you have to first soak and then purée the poppy seeds. The task is made considerably easier when you can buy them pre-puréed:

Poppy seeds

Several of the markets also sold sunflower heads; this is presumably so you can eat (or plant) the seeds:

Sunflowers

Vodka is the Polish national drink, of course, and I’m told is consumed in vast quantities. Alcoholism, and drunk driving, appears to be a serious national problem.

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Here’s the cherry pie that Malgorzata made yesterday. I have to note my own contribution of shelling three cups of walnuts for the crust. The combination of a heavily walnut-y crust and home-grown sour cherries made this the best cherry pie I’ve ever eaten:

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After dinner last night we had a choice of two desserts: the pie or a homemade plum tart, also made by Malgorzata. Andrzej opted for the tart, leaving more pie for the rest of us. (Note that he is wearing a University of Chicago sweatshirt.)

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I still maintain that the best of all possible breakfasts is pie (and coffee):

Breakfast

Hili was out in the rain this morning, returned home sodden, and immediately fell asleep (on the bed of Emma the d*g, who is always forced to sleep on the floor).

Once again she exposed her fangs:

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Sadly, those fangs had been put to use, for Hili deposited a dead mammal on the front porch. I’m no mammalogist, but it looks like a shrew to me. I’m sure some reader can identify it:

Mammal