Twenty-first century's nightly news can't pass by without running another story on religious conflict or clashes. While these modern-day battles play out for the world to see, the issues that act as a catalyst for them are deeply embedded in ancient texts that claim to contain absolute certainties. An eye-opening and vitally-important new book has burst upon the literary scene called Allah, Jesus, and Yahweh: The Gods That Failed. The author, Gordon Harrison, conducts a definitive expose of the ravages caused by religion and breaks new ground in the world of investigative literature. In this...
Twenty-first century's nightly news can't pass by without running another story on religious conflict or clashes. While these modern-day battles play ...
We live in the greatest scientific age of all time; yet we live in the most innumerate of times. Our science writers need to inspire us with the beauty and power of their art, the same stirring splendor found in literature and music. We need writers like Shelley whose description of the mundane water cycle in the final stanza of -The Cloud- can rouse a class from somnolence. We need to touch people with the profound beauty common to art and science. This is my motivation Today we have journeyed to a distant place far removed from C. P. Snow's The Two Cultures where he described how art and...
We live in the greatest scientific age of all time; yet we live in the most innumerate of times. Our science writers need to inspire us with the beaut...
We left paradise when I was five and moved to the city to live with my mother's sister. I later learned, there were two reasons for this move: so that my parents could find work and I could attend school. My mother was sympathetic toward my desire to return to the farm, so every July 1 she took me back to paradise for the summer. I lived the rest of the year for those two months.
The farm was run by my aunt and uncle. And they had a son who was my companion in the exploration of the fields for deer, the forests for bears, fence posts for bird's nests, and ponds for the...
We left paradise when I was five and moved to the city to live with my mother's sister. I later learned, there were two reasons for this move: so t...