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What I'm reading now:
The Demon-Haunted World: Science as a Candle in the Dark (Listening to the audio version. Excellent!)
Idlewild (Very interesting, quite different. Written by Carl Sagan's son, Nick)
Atheist Universe: The Thinking Person's Answer to Christian Fundamentalism (my favorite atheist book so far)

What I just finished:
You Suck: A Love Story (It made me LOL)
Bloodsucking Fiends: A Love Story (It sucked me in. Fun and funny.)
The City of Ember (movie was much better)
His Dark Materials Trilogy (The Golden Compass; The Subtle Knife; The Amber Spyglass) (best trilogy I've ever read!)
The Heathen's Guide to World Religions (witty and informative)

What I'm waiting for, or what's waiting on my nightstand:
Microcosm: E. Coli and the New Science of Life (Vintage)
The Day of the Triffids

Great Stuff I Watched Recently:
War, Inc. (very clever satire from the headlines. cynical but funny)
Taken (gritty, violent, excellent retribution!)
The Day of the Triffids (BBC series. Good acting, 80's low budget effects)
City of Ember (DVD) (good movie, much better than the book)

Happy Atheist Love

About

Heaving Dead Cats aims to dispel ignorance and enlighten the mind through skeptical freethought atheist musings. Just who the heck are these people?!

Founder:

Neece: An eclectic enigma, a paragon of practical pragmatism. I blog about whatever I find important, interesting or funny. I’m an atheist with a heart of gold, and a free thinker. I’m married to a wonderful guy (since Halloween of ‘96 :P ) and have zero kids (by choice) and 2 wonderful dogs that drive me absolutely crazy. Feel free to contact me here at heavingdeadcats@gmail.com. I’m also at Atheist Nexus. I’m also on StumbleUpon as zeneece.

My husband, Butch, and I design fun and rude t-shirts and other goodies for atheists, agnostics, and just about anyone who has a sense of humor. You can find them at my Zazzle store here and my Cafepress store here. Curious how I lost my faith and became a happy atheist? Here’s my story.

Contributors:

JohnnyJohnny: I was raised 7th-Day-Adventist early on, (mild) Evangelical Christian later on. A little college, some time in the Military, and real life opened my eyes a lot. Further curiosity, a little more education, tons of reading, and digging led to my deconversion.

I’ve worked in the IT field for ten years, and currently work in IT Security as a technical trainer. I served six years in the US Army (four years National Guard, two years active duty); and consider myself extremely fortunate to have never seen combat. I have been happily married for 6 years (and count myself lucky she is like-minded when it comes to religion).

My wife and I are avid hikers and occasional runners. During the summer we spend all our free time at the lake with family (if we’re not hiking). And we are suckers for remodeling projects (either our own, or helping friends and family). You can read my deconversion story here.

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We’re always looking for folks just like yourself to contribute to HDC! If you’re a writer, blogger, ranter, (whatever the case may be) and you’d like to send us something to post on the site or become a regular writer please let us know!

Occasional contributions: Can be in the form of rants, anecdotes, short stories, essays…whatever suits your style. Submissions should be forwarded to: HeavingDeadCats@gmail.com, please put “Submission request” in the header. Images are admissible.

Regular contributors: If you’d like to submit here on a regular basis please let us know as well! Regular contributors have the ability to post at their leisure without submitting via email.

Where We Got Our Name, Heaving Dead Cats:

H L Mencken, in The American Mercury, January, 1924

Of a piece with the absurd pedagogical demand for so-called constructive criticism is the doctrine that an iconoclast is a hollow and evil fellow unless he can prove his case. Why, indeed, should he prove it? Is he judge, jury, prosecuting officer, hangman? He proves enough, indeed, when he proves by his blasphemy that this or that idol is defectively convincing—that at least one visitor to the shrine is left full of doubts. The fact is enormously significant; it indicates that instinct has somehow risen superior to the shallowness of logic, the refuge of fools. The pedant and the priest have always been the most expert of logicians—and the most diligent disseminators of nonsense and worse. The liberation of the human mind has never been furthered by such learned dunderheads; it has been furthered by gay fellows who heaved dead cats into sanctuaries and then went roistering down the highways of the world, proving to all men that doubt, after all, was safe—that the god in the sanctuary was finite in his power, and hence a fraud. One horse-laugh is worth ten thousand syllogisms. It is not only more effective; it is also vastly more intelligent.

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