I've learned not to argue with my mother over religion for much the same reasons. I remember sensibly discussing The Selfish Gene with her when I was in college and now she sends me emails proving: Obama is not a natural born U.S. Citizen; species spontaneously are created thus proving evolution is wrong; there are *gasp* unfavorable mutations thus proving evolution wrong; homosexuals are curable.
I love her. She loves me. There's no profit in trying to change her mind in her late 70s. What good would it do?
I love her. She loves me. There's no profit in trying to change her mind in her late 70s. What good would it do?
If there is a god, I want to believe that there is a god. If there is not a god, I want to believe that there is no god.