Why can't Christians Verify Exactly Where Jesus Was Buried?

[Thumpalumpacus]

I didn't ask for a photograph, I asked for a body. I can show you ancient depictions of Jesus too, that's not the same as a body.

And a drawing has the same evidentiary value as a photo?

I don't care what you asked for. I was talking about archaeological evidence. Your pretense that it must be Hitler's body, and only his body, is called moving the goalposts.

You seem to be completely ignoring my point, so I won't bother reiterating it.

That's because it's vapid and doesn't merit serious consideration. Writing doesn't have the same evidentiary value as physical evidence because people can and do make mistakes or deliberately distort the truth -- or even invent stuff out of whole cloth, which was the point of my "Beren and Luthien" comment.

It's no surprise you don't want to address this, because at that point your house of cards will collapse.

Again, that's not what I asked for. See how easy it is to wrongly set a standard of evidence arbitrarily?

Except that my standard is not arbitrary. The fact is, you're bent out of shape here because the existence of Jesus has little if any evidence outside of writings that tell us to worship him -- which is not evidence anyway, it's the claim.

Rejecting shitty evidence is not being "arbitrary". It's being sensible ... which is probably why you cannot bring yourself to doing it.

I should point out to you that a mythology is not "simple", it's a metaphysical construction, although I don't expect you to understand that.

Oooh, he's going to try condescension with me again.

Again, I am calling you out on your deliberate false dichotomy. How could the resurrection myth surface if the Christians were custodians of the body of their slain leader? There is necessarily no body for the development of Resurrection theology.

You're entirely too slow-witted to see my point, apparently. I'll let you reread my previous posts in the hopes that you can address my criticism.

I'm not holding my breath. You don't strike me as terribly bright, nice big words notwithstanding.