Several days ago I was in the car, listening to songs shuffled at random. Just as I pulled into the parking lot I heard the opening lines of "The Legend of John Henry's Hammer," recorded at one of Cash's famous 1968 Folsom Prison shows. Transfixed, I sat and listened to the whole seven-minute song, which tells the story of a man who, after winning a heart-pounding spike-driving competition against a machine, lays down his hammer and dies. It is a great story that may be read as a warning to those who equate scientific and technological advance with human progress. What I'd like to ask is this: do stories point us, in even the smallest of ways, toward anything that might be described as the truth?Read Paul Wallace's full post here.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Believing in Johnny Cash: An Open Letter to Atheists
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