Zombie Ants Have Fungus on the Brain, New Research Reveals
http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2011/05/110509065536.htm

A “law” differs from those as hypotheses, theories, postulates, and principles, etc., in that a law is a general statement about nature that is considered proven beyond doubt. It has been proven over and over soooo many times, it is considered to be true, but it is still a “theory”.”[/quote]
The difference between a law and a theory is not the degree to which it is proven.
[quote]wikipedia: The laws of science are various established scientific laws, or physical laws as they are sometimes called, that are considered universal and invariable facts of the physical world. Laws of science may, however, be disproved if new facts or evidence contradicts them. A “law” differs from hypotheses, theories, postulates, principles, etc., in that a law is an analytic statement, usually with an empirically determined constant. A theory may contain a set of laws, or a theory may be implied from an empirically determined law.[/quote]

I have a question
Do Jews get into Christian Heaven?”[/quote]

I don’t know, do they want to? Do Christians want to be reincarnated with the Wiccans & Hindus?

(I think that sounds more antoganistic then I meant it to, I’m not trying to fight, I think it’s an interesting question)

LMAO; Honey, you should submit some stuff to Alan for review.

http://www.damninteresting.com/?page_id=317

INMHO, You have missed your calling if you are not already a published author/writer. Thanks for the laugh today.

…. and on that note let me tell you a little story.

For the sole purpose of this post (as yet so far) I have joined the fold of DI commentators (on a DI site, duh) to compose and tell a stupid little story this article conjured up in my noggin.
The mental movie goes something like a review or summary of a story in a fictional world worthy of a 50′s B grade movie were early man is besmirched and blessed with a most ancient and atrocious parasite similar to the fearsome flukes above. Beginning, for the convenience of this story, with a humble snail. Pretty morning, blah blah, Schleppy the Snail scoots over to a steaming deposit of colon cakes and has a little buffet.
Unbeknowst to Schleppy, some creepy little commuters from breakfast migrate to the lone lung (they do have a lung) of the snail and begin a years long process of creating a separate chamber of (for later purposes of stupid grotesque humor) methane gas. In this pocket the parasite patiently propagates to produce a prolific peck of progeny. After the years of growing and morphing Schleppy’s shell stops swelling and the ever increasing bubble in his belly begins to build up pressure. Sadly, in a shotgun salvo of shell shards, Schleppy explodes and sails through the sky putting the stomach foots of surrounding pale-faced wailing snails down to the dirt in tortoise-like terror. An errant shard slices and sinks into the sinew of the stooped silhouette of Steve in the sunset looking for snails for supper. Among this shrapnel parasites penetrate his leg and sends a startled Steve limping home with a smattering of snails for his group. They start to cook the escargot, enkindling another ear-splitting explosion, resulting in yet another infection. Unawares, Steve and his shell-shocked sidekick begin to climb to the highest places they can at night.

(Now for the fast track of the story about those people affected in the generations beyond.)

This parasite compels people, like the ants, to climb as high as they can at night and really isolatedly . This in turn, while giving those few poor people horrible cases of insomnia, gives people incentive aplenty to seek out the highest places well suited to stargazing and leaves them time to ponder and remember those heavens in all there minutia. Also the really cheesy aspect of the story is that in these high places they also get snatched up and eaten by giant pterodactyls (main 50′s B movie thing sorta), which in turn, like the cows, harbor the parasites and there eggs, eggs in poop, distributes parasites, poop in snails, retarded infection/infiltration system, (‘Splodey goes the Schleppy) etc… , circle of parasitic life or something. In addition to that, with or without said pterodactyls, the constant stargazing could lead to wondering about the origins of stars/everything, mental development in ways, with the pterodactyls stimulating new technologies like weaponry/defense etc, and well this is kinda hard to explain but I’ll just cut to the quick.

These parasites are really, really old like the beginning of the universe old, or something, and get to earth on a meteorite and the parasites means of distribution can be even bey0nd interplanetary and through some ass-backwards process either gets back/distributed more through space by either infecting lots of organisms/surviving until a big impact, or perhaps the star’s last hurrah, that being a supernova, can send material from the planet into space/out of the local star’s system. Or permeating the indigenous planet’s life and stimulating evolutionary development of a spacefaring through odd indirect means. So yeah kinda cool idea i think. Fictional, probably illogical (in so many ways), but thought provoking nonetheless.

Well I think I have adequately squandered your time with my overtly alliterated, obscure, overuse of commas, rambling, absurd, repetitive, poorly thought out and executed story that took forever to type and used the thesaurus waaay to much. Also my possibly subtle jab at how it seems a great deal of the comments for any article get reduced in large part to a debate of God/(insert religious deity here)/religion vs. science/evolution, which while interesting and informative seems to get played out quickly. Putting that aside the comments here seem to be of a high caliber and I hope this post will not degrade it in all it’s noobery/first time poster-ness. I also wonder if this post being in the archival backwaters, so to speak, will sit in unread obscurity. Also the preview function seems to leave something to be desired for like seeing where indentations are (might have missed it).

Please let the scathing insults and cheering praise begin.