The Creation Museum in Kentucky is really a marvelous testament to what money can buy. A temple of Mammon, if you will. Designers and craftspeople work for money, not ideology, and the money here paid for some good ones. It reminded me a lot of Las Vegas that way.
You won’t learn much about the Bible here, since creationists really pick and choose. From an Old Testament perspective the whole place is outrageously idolatrous, violating the Second Commandment: “Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness [of any thing] that [is] in heaven above, or that [is] in the earth beneath, or that [is] in the water under the earth…” —Exodus 20:4-6 (KJV)
Finally, the Creation Museum is a magnificent monument to the limits of human psychology. Here it’s especially easy to see the extraordinary lengths humans go to to make some kind of PALATABLE sense of the world. I vastly prefer science to biblical authority, but even the best method of inquiry gets mashed through our squishy, emotional, fallible, fragile human minds. It’s easy to make fun of creationists, but we all have similar longings to understand the world, and there’s only so much cognitive discomfort we can handle before we just project on reality as we see fit.
Was that dinosaur eating a tree stump or an armadillo? I am confused now.
G’day, Nina!
I didn’t know creationists theme parks existed, so you took me by surprise!
What a double helix roller coaster ride through the wormholes of the religious propaganda!
By the time I got to the little dinos in their own Velociraptor corner of the Ark I was almost in tears.
But seeing the lovely explanation how our pouched furries ran and hopped faster than all the heavily pregnant placentals was soooooo vivid.
I imagine it like this:
Noah fired the pistol for the start of the race and the goal was the edge of the world.
Koalas, Echidnas, Wombats, Possums, Kangaroos, Wallabies, Quokkas and all the other Marsupials which no one outside of Oz has ever heard of dash at the speed of light. So do lots of snails, frogs, lizards and insects.
Placental mammals are just too slow and heavy, some being pregnant, others having to stop and care for their young. By the time Australia separated from the mainland only the Dingo made it across.
The champion of them all is the Tassie Devil – the pair outruns everyone – tornado style – and reaches Tasmania before it drifts away.
‘Museum’ must use some Looney Tunes footage as a proof!
I’m surprised there was no banana tasting room.
I have heard that the banana is the ultimate illustration of intelligent design. It just fits perfectly in your hand and has a neat little handle to peel open.
A thousand smiles from sunny Hobart, home of the Devil, edge of the world.
Your atheist vegetarian friend
NT
By the time I arrived at the Heretic group photo, I was in tears. Thank you for another sacred journey. I feel quite lightheaded and/or enlightened :->
Sooo… Dinosaurs made it on the ark? So where are they now? It’s that pesky thinking getting in the way again, huh?
Thank you so much for your suffering. The laughs you’ve inspired, even at a clear risk of aneurysm from trying to parse the unparseable, those laughs make it worth it.
How much were the tickets to this Ken Ham insane asylum?
“the whole place is outrageously idolatrous, violating the Third Commandment”
But then almost every museum is idolatrous!
You also mention that creationists don’t have a problem with chemistry. So I guess they accept carbon dating for Dead Sea scrolls, but what about carbon dating for dinosaurs? If they’re supposed to be only a few thousand years old, then carbon dating must be off by several orders of magnitude.
I can’t believe they didn’t have ANYTHING about the Flying Spaghetti Monster! As a long time Pastafarian, I am deeply offended. We have ALL been touched by His Noodly Appendage.
Ramen.
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. The stupidity is so outrageous. The raptors in the Ark were the best/worst part.
How did you get through this without being asked to leave? I was once asked to leave a Cabbage Patch Kid adoption centre, for crying out loud!
The pic of the dino in front with the observation deck behind/above it looks very much like Fred Flintstone’s work rig. Do they have an exhibit for that inside as well?
Thank you for your time have a God blessed day.
Was that dinosaur eating a tree stump or an armadillo? I am confused now.
G’day, Nina!
I didn’t know creationists theme parks existed, so you took me by surprise!
What a double helix roller coaster ride through the wormholes of the religious propaganda!
By the time I got to the little dinos in their own Velociraptor corner of the Ark I was almost in tears.
But seeing the lovely explanation how our pouched furries ran and hopped faster than all the heavily pregnant placentals was soooooo vivid.
I imagine it like this:
Noah fired the pistol for the start of the race and the goal was the edge of the world.
Koalas, Echidnas, Wombats, Possums, Kangaroos, Wallabies, Quokkas and all the other Marsupials which no one outside of Oz has ever heard of dash at the speed of light. So do lots of snails, frogs, lizards and insects.
Placental mammals are just too slow and heavy, some being pregnant, others having to stop and care for their young. By the time Australia separated from the mainland only the Dingo made it across.
The champion of them all is the Tassie Devil – the pair outruns everyone – tornado style – and reaches Tasmania before it drifts away.
‘Museum’ must use some Looney Tunes footage as a proof!
I’m surprised there was no banana tasting room.
I have heard that the banana is the ultimate illustration of intelligent design. It just fits perfectly in your hand and has a neat little handle to peel open.
A thousand smiles from sunny Hobart, home of the Devil, edge of the world.
Your atheist vegetarian friend
NT
By the time I arrived at the Heretic group photo, I was in tears. Thank you for another sacred journey. I feel quite lightheaded and/or enlightened :->
Sooo… Dinosaurs made it on the ark? So where are they now? It’s that pesky thinking getting in the way again, huh?
Thank you so much for your suffering. The laughs you’ve inspired, even at a clear risk of aneurysm from trying to parse the unparseable, those laughs make it worth it.
How much were the tickets to this Ken Ham insane asylum?
“the whole place is outrageously idolatrous, violating the Third Commandment”
But then almost every museum is idolatrous!
You also mention that creationists don’t have a problem with chemistry. So I guess they accept carbon dating for Dead Sea scrolls, but what about carbon dating for dinosaurs? If they’re supposed to be only a few thousand years old, then carbon dating must be off by several orders of magnitude.
I can’t believe they didn’t have ANYTHING about the Flying Spaghetti Monster! As a long time Pastafarian, I am deeply offended. We have ALL been touched by His Noodly Appendage.
Ramen.
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. The stupidity is so outrageous. The raptors in the Ark were the best/worst part.
How did you get through this without being asked to leave? I was once asked to leave a Cabbage Patch Kid adoption centre, for crying out loud!
The pic of the dino in front with the observation deck behind/above it looks very much like Fred Flintstone’s work rig. Do they have an exhibit for that inside as well?
Hey, we have one in Cuba too!:
http://www.cnn.com/2015/07/28/world/cnnphotos-cuba-amusement-park-fantasy-world/
http://robinthom.photoshelter.com/gallery-image/Valle-de-la-Prehistoria-Santiago-de-Cuba/G0000SbuCdXGYr9M/I0000jDhMnI9GFyM
What is the name of that dinosaur eating an Amarillo? We took a photo of it, but the name plate is too blurry to read. Thank you!