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"I'm L.Ron Beaker; writer of florid space operas, amature physics wonk and peddler of
cultish woo. And I'd like to share my new argument for God with you; I call it the irrefutably
clever shared weirdness argument."
Oh boy!
"The irrefutably clever Shared-Weirdness Argument has four premises and a conclusion.
The first premise is that my consciousness exists.
Extensive research into my carnal urges has revealed that there is a possible world where
I alone have subjective sensations. Indeed, my work-colleague Sandra recently confirmed
this, after I finally summoned up the courage to ask her out on a date. Thus, I cannot doubt
the existence of my own consciousness. Therefore, my consciousness exists.
The second premise is that consciousness is weird
For the last five years I've studiously spent every tuesday evening licking the chemical
formula for table sugar. Despite amassing a huge body of empirical data, the formula
itself has never tasted sweet. Therefore, my subjective consciousness, like my concept
of time wasting, is weird; because it escapes the rational understanding of the material
scientist.
The third premise is that Quantum mechanics is weird.
The double slit experiment is sciencey, but weird! Recent empirical confirmations by Pozzi
et al. (2008, 2012) and Batelaan et al. (2012), have demonstrated the posited wave/ particle
duality. Whilst experimental confirmations of 'Bell's theorem' by Salart et al.(2008),
Ansmaan et al. (2009) and Giustina et al. (2013) have demonstrated that hidden, materialy
real variables cannot be responsible for these results.
It follows that materialism, which is of course exactly the same thing as classical mechanics,
is false. Quantum mechanics is therefore weird in the same way that my consciousness is weird.
The fourth premise is that God is weird.
As I constantly like to tell myself when I have to go out to the grocery store for mother...
weird is good. Thus, if weird is a good making property, God, as a maximally great being,
must be maximally weird. Therefore, God is weird.
Given the premises, it follows, in the sense of its being comforting to believe, that God
exists. Although, not perhaps as comforting as a night out with Sandra might have been.
Ohh."
Ahh... L. Ron ... merry christmas, merry christmas, mate.