Armed with 'Christian Patriot Missiles'
It was a nightmare. Howdy Doody as a charismatic evangelist, brainwashing a peanut gallery of 2,300 children:
Howdy Doody Ok, 
boys and girls. If a teacher so much as mentions evolution, or the Big Bang, or an era when dinosaurs ruled the Earth, you put your hand up and you say, Excuse me, were you there? Can you remember that?
Peanut Gallery Yeeeesssss...
Howdy Doody Sometimes people will answer, No, but you weren't there either. Then you say, No, I wasn't, but I know someone who was, and I have his book about the history of the world. [Waving the Bible in the air] Who's the only one who's always been there?
Peanut Gallery God!
Howdy Doody Who's the only one who knows everything?
Peanut Gallery Goooooddd!
Howdy Doody "So who should you always trust, God or the scientists?"
Peanut Gallery Goooooddd!
But it wasn't a nightmare. It was creationism evangelist Ken Ham, a former biology teacher and current full-time nutjob, training children as young as five years old to challenge their teachers about evolution.
Ham is no ordinary nutjob. He's been at this kind of thing for 25 years. His worldwide ministry gives hundreds of talks a year and produces books, movies, and daily radio spots. No wonder roughly half of Americans believe the biblical story of creationism over evolution.
At the heart of this multi-million-dollar creationism extravaganza is a very simple message, stated below in his top-selling alphabet rhyme that begins like this:
A is for Adam, God made him from dust
He wasn't a monkey, he looked just like us.
Hard to argue with a mindset like that.
Cross-posted today at Blognonymous.
Comments
Say, that poem is almost Whitmanesque in nature! And you say there's more?! Astounding. I wonder if he belongs to the same group as those funeral protester nuts.
Posted by: Neil Shakespeare | February 27, 2006 03:22 AM
It sure ain't Shakespeare, Mr. Shakespeare.
Posted by: abi | February 27, 2006 07:56 PM