Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence.
I'll give you one word: Archaeology.
I'll go with this one as well.
Not that evolution would exclude there being a god. Though it would definitely exclude the bible being literally true.
The notion of a supernatural god is absurd.
You won't convince an English teacher that either "Birth defects" or "Archaeology" is a sentence.
If you use either by itself in a writing you want said teacher to grade and say it's a phrase, you might want to hope s/he is a postmodernist.
I lack faith in the existence of one or more gods.
Note that it requires no evidence.
"You won't convince an English teacher that either "Birth defects" or "Archaeology" is a sentence.
If you use either by itself in a writing you want said teacher to grade and say it's a phrase, you might want to hope s/he is a postmodernist."
This is completely unnecessary. I don't understand why you felt like throwing it in there and quite frankly, it sounds petty.
Sagacious, my motives are often petty.
I occasionally plumb the depths of more petty and most petty and scale the heights of less petty and least petty.
For instance, plumbing the depths:
I was in the Navy and have friends who'd been in the Marines. Because Marines are trained to be serial killers of enemy troops and because they serve as police aboard large Navy ships, I tease them with The best use of Marines is to throw them overboard, if possible near an enemy-held island.
I once worked in a political group with a woman who'd been in the Marines. When with people who knew her, I described our relationship with B... doesn't take any BS from me and I don't take any BS from her. We get along. One day I introduced her as an ex-Marine and she scolded me with I'm a former Marine! I teased her with May I introduce you as an ex-jarhead?
And scaling the heights:
During a lunch time discussion with fellow freethinkers about gender differences in sexual behavior, I visited those heights with the remark God fucked up.
When talking with xians and the conversation brings out my inner Machiavelli, I might tell them The more people who await happiness in another life, the fewer people I have to share this life's happiness with.
Sagacious, you have sufficient literary skill to put archaeology in a sentence.
If you were in the Navy were you also a... petty officer?
Sagacious, not a chief petty officer, not first class, not second class, but a mere third class. The Navy didn't recognize my ability.
In 1952 I was getting started. I was an electrician and one day while testing circuits managed to shut down the gyroscope used to steer the ship. I did better firing 40 mm guns. The tub captain told me that because shells fall toward the water as they travel, to fire when the ship is rolling up. If the damn trainer about six feet away had aimed carefully, the shell I fired would have hit the target. All the same, nearby crewmen applauded and my head grew larger.
Oh, the opportunities given young men! The night before the ship left San Diego for Hawaii, I got high at the ship's party. The next day the ship sailed into a storm. Being both hung over and seasick is no fun.
National Security Agency? Are you reading this?
The original poster did not require a sentence.