Heaving Dead Cats aims to liberate the human mind, one blog post and podcast at a time. 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 
) and have zero kids (by choice) and 2 wonderful dogs that drive me absolutely crazy. I have other blogs, but I’m merging them all into this fine collaboration. Feel free to contact me here at heavingdeadcats@gmail.com. I’m also at Atheist Nexus.
My husband, Butch, and I design fun and rude t-shirts and other goodies for atheists, agnostics, and just about anyone that has a sense of humor. You can find them at my Zazzle store here. Curious how I lost my faith and became a happy atheist? Here’s my story.
Contributors:
Colleen Chaos a.k.a. sheisgod: A sarcastic, funny, creative, impatient, weird, little nerd. Colleen luvs Animals, Punk Rock, Horror, and Sci-Fi.
Here is Colleen’s path to Atheism. You can find her at Atheist Nexus and Care2.
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We’re always looking for folks just like yourself to contribute to HDC! If you’re a writer, blogger, ranter, audiophile (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 (at least once a week) please let us know as well! We’re asking that anyone requesting to be listed as a regular contributor have an active blog or works to show in advance. We’re not policing for quality, it’s just a necessary evil with the number of hooligans on the net these days. 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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