I recently did a book review of Phil Torres’ important new book The End: What Science and Religion Tell Us about the Apocalypse.
My last post discussed the death of Philip Appleman. Here are a few of his short poems. (I love how they rhyme.)
“Unlike the soldier, a scout’s goal isn’t to defend one side over the other. It’s to go out, survey the territory, and come back with as accurate a map as possible. Regardless of what they hope to be the case, above all, the scout wants to know what’s actually true.”
(The piece responds to the fanatics—the American Taliban—want to impose their religious beliefs on all of us . And by the way, there is no fetal heartbeat at 6 weeks because there is no heart at 6 weeks. A 6-week old embryo is about the size of a grain of sand.)
A good friend wrote me recently. He said that his twelve-year-old son has begun to wonder if life is meaningless and if death ruins the joy of life.