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| I honestly felt bad for what Roger Ebert has gone through the last few years. That was until he started spouting crazy creationism theories on his web site. The only good thing about this is that at least we get some insight into what the nutjobs believe... It scares me a little. I wonder who believes this same tripe in government? |
| Let me lay my beliefs bare here: I believe in evolution, I believe in God. I do not believe God is David Copperfield. I dunno how long Ebert has believed in Creationism, but if it came around the same time as his recent consecutive 4-star reviews, then I've got my theories. And no Mr.Ebert Creationism should not be taught as an alternative to Evolution in public schools. If its THAT important to parents then they should enroll their children in private school instead of being cheap and have the government teach their children about God. |
| This isn't satire. I've gotten essentially the same thing e-mailed to me by people who don't believe in evolution. I've seen the same talking points made by evangelicals in youtube videos and documentaries. There's nothing in this that screams satire unless you have prior evidence that Ebert does not believe this. |
| It's a shame to see such an articulate man with a grand readership spread this crap. |
| Let him believe. He's fat and old and he doesn't want the thousands of directors who prayed that he would go to hell get their way. |
| In what is surely the weirdest thing since his review of Garfield: A Tail of Two Kitties, Roger Ebert has posted a defense of creationism on his Website, along with a FAQ ("Since living species were obviously not created through an evolutionary process, every surviving land-based mammal species had both ancestors on the Arc [sic]"), and a photo of a fossil that's "proof that man walked the earth with dinosaurs." [Roger Ebert] |
| Wow, years of respect defeated with one post. |
| Yeah, it's a shame. He seemed intelligent too. Perhaps it's the illness that prompted the faith. Or perhaps it was the Garfield movies. |
| I wonder whether, and if so how, it affects his politics. In other words, how literally he takes the rest of the Bible. Unusual for such a Christian fundie to be so supportive of the arts, as I know he is, but hey, I appreciate all exceptions to every rule. (Still wonder about his politics, though...) |
| Q. Was there a Noah, and did he have an Ark? A. Certainly. There are many unverified reports of a massive wooden vessel on Mount Ararat. The Arc contained eight people, from whom we are all descended. It also contained two of each kind of animal. Since living species were obviously not created through an evolutionary process, every surviving land-based mammal species (about 5,400) had both ancestors on the Arc. |
| Q. Why would God create such an absurd creature as a moose? A. In charity, we must observe that the moose probably does not seem absurd to itself. |
| Possible triggers have been identified in the comments I've read. The most cited was the Q&A about the moose. I didn't want to be obvious, because I hoped to reach readers who were uninformed about Creationism and would find the information interesting. |
| Do I blame George Bush? At the end of the day, I don't know that I really do. I agree with Oliver Stone that Bush never knew he had been misled until it was too late. I blame those who used him as their puppet. The unsmiling men standing in the shadows. On Tuesday the righteous people of America stood up and hammered them down. Lots of people stayed up late Tuesday night. They listened McCain's gracious, eloquent concession speech. He was a good man at heart, caught up in a perfect storm of history. He had the wrong policies and the wrong campaign. At the end, let me tell you about a hunch I have. In the privacy of the voting booth, I think there is a possibility that Condoleezza Rice voted for Obama. I stayed up late. As I watched, I remembered. In 1968 I was in the streets as a reporter, when the Battle of Grant Park ended eight years of Democratic presidents and opened an era when the Republicans would control the White House for 28 of the next 40 years. "The whole world is watching!" the demonstrators cried, as the image of Chicago was tarnished around the world. On Tuesday night, the world again had its eyes on Grant Park. I saw tens and tens of thousands of citizens with their hearts full, smiling through their tears. As at all of Obama's rallies, our races stood proudly side by side, as it should be. We are finally, finally, beginning to close that terrible chapter of American history President Obama is not an obsessed or fearful man. He has no grandiose ideological schemes to lure us into disaster. He won because of a factor the pundits never mentioned. He was the grown-up. He has a rational mind, a steady hand, and a first-rate intelligence. But, oh, it will be hard for him. He inherits a wrong war, a disillusioned nation, and a crumbling economy. He may have to be a Depression president. What gives me hope is that a great idealistic movement rose up to support him. Some say a million and a half volunteers. Millions more donated to his campaign. He won votes that crossed the lines of gender, age, race, ethnicity, geography and political party. He was the right man at a dangerous time. If ever a president was elected by we the people, he is that president. America was a different place when I grew up under Truman, Eisenhower and, yes, even Nixon. On Tuesday that America remembered itself, and stood up to be counted. |
| An idiotic lifestyle? Tell that to the members of the 501st and the Rebel Legion who sacrifice their spare time to visit children hospitals all over the world just to bring a little joy into a sick kid's heart. Doing it for no money…Only the payment of a child's smile. Receiving hugs while dressed as Star Wars characters – tears streaming down their checks underneath their stormtrooper helmets. An idiotic lifestyle? Tell that to the construction worker who had to take on two jobs to support his family. And the only time he gets quality time with his kids is on Friday night when they all gather in front of the TV to watch a new episode of the Clone Wars. Finding that Star Wars is the one thing that can bring a family together in these tough economic times. An idiotic lifestyle? Tell that to the mother of a terminally sick kid who spends the entire morning standing in line during a hail storm in Indianapolis at Star Wars Celebration 3 so her son can get a glimpse of his idol George Lucas. And that kid not only getting that chance, but also the opportunity to jump onstage with the man to get a hug as his mom stood on the side of the stage weeping. A situation when fandom became medicine for the soul. The very emotion of that moment overwhelmed me and still does to this day. Are these HUMAN moments the result of living an idiotic lifestyle as you like to put it Roger??????? |
| Finding that Star Wars is the one thing that can bring a family together in these tough economic times. |
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He hasn't been the same since the surgery. Everything gets three stars now. And he loved Revolutionary Road, which leads me to believe he forgot that the past thirty years of filmmaking ever happened.
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| An idiotic lifestyle? Tell that to the members of the 501st and the Rebel Legion who sacrifice their spare time to visit children hospitals all over the world just to bring a little joy into a sick kid's heart. Doing it for no money…Only the payment of a child's smile. Receiving hugs while dressed as Star Wars characters – tears streaming down their checks underneath their stormtrooper helmets. An idiotic lifestyle? Tell that to the construction worker who had to take on two jobs to support his family. And the only time he gets quality time with his kids is on Friday night when they all gather in front of the TV to watch a new episode of the Clone Wars. Finding that Star Wars is the one thing that can bring a family together in these tough economic times. An idiotic lifestyle? Tell that to the mother of a terminally sick kid who spends the entire morning standing in line during a hail storm in Indianapolis at Star Wars Celebration 3 so her son can get a glimpse of his idol George Lucas. And that kid not only getting that chance, but also the opportunity to jump onstage with the man to get a hug as his mom stood on the side of the stage weeping. A situation when fandom became medicine for the soul. The very emotion of that moment overwhelmed me and still does to this day. Are these HUMAN moments the result of living an idiotic lifestyle as you like to put it Roger??????? |
| By Brent on February 19, 2009 3:01 AM I want to share a story with everyone about how Gene touched my life and changed it forever. It was November of 1992. I had just turned 16 and I was at that stage in my life where people start to think about their future, such as where they want to go to college and what they want to do for a living. I was having dinner with a friend in a small diner in Hoboken, NJ. I was telling my friend that my parents wanted me to go to college very badly because neither of them had gone. It was really important to them and it was pretty much all they ever talked about. I told my friend that I felt a tremendous pressure to go to college because I didn't want to disappoint them. At the same time, I hated school with a passion and even though my grades were excellent, I didn't really feel that college was for me. My friend and I talked for a while, then he had to leave. After he was gone, a middle-aged man in the booth next to us approached me and told me that he had overheard my conversation. He asked if he could sit down and talk to me and I told him he could. This man told me that the decisions I would make in the next year will change my life forever, for better or for worse. He said that right now I am building a road to my destiny and after I start upon that road, it is nearly impossible to go back, build a new road, and start over. He said that I need to live my life for myself and not for my parents, that if my parents truly love me, they will understand and support any decision I make, provided it is well thought out. He told me that college was a great time in his life, but that college is not for everybody. He advised me to make a list of careers and decide which ones I wanted most. If those careers require a college degree, then college would have to be a consideration. When I read your essay about Gene and watched the videos above, I began to cry because I remembered one thing he told me very vividly as if he told it to me yesterday. He said, "Choose a job that you love." That's right, years before he made that speech to his daughters and the Chicago Museum of Broadcasting, he made the same speech to me. In the end, I decided not to go to college, despite having scholarships from two Ivy League schools. I felt that if I despised school as much as I did, there is no way I could possibly make it through another four years. It turned out to be the best decision of my life. I started my own recruiting/headhunting firm. Now I am 32 years old with a six figure income and my mortgage is completely paid off. I spoke to the man in the diner for 30 minutes. He told me his philosophy of life and the time flew by. Then he stood up, shook my hand, told me, "Good luck", and left. I sat there for a while thinking about what he had said. I then called the waitress over to pay my bill. To my surprise, the waitress told me that the man had paid my bill. She asked me, "Don't you know who that was?" I said no and she told me it was Gene Siskel, of the movie critics Siskel and Ebert. I had heard of Siskel and Ebert, but I was not much of a movie fan, so I had no idea what he looked like. Since then, I have become a big movie fan, that is why I am on your site, Roger. Looking back, I can trace all the success I have had in my life to that 30 minute conversation that I had with a complete stranger on a cold, rainy night in a small diner in Hoboken. Wherever you are now, Gene, I just want to say thank you. |

| "Crossing Over" borrows the structure of "Crash" to tell interlocking stories about several immigrants, their problems and their families. All of their lives connect in some way, if only through U.S. immigration officials. "Crash" wove its pattern fairly naturally. "Crossing Over" seems to strain, with too many characters, too many story strands and too much of an effort to cover the bases.. We meet immigrants new and established, legal and illegal, from Mexico, Nigeria, Bangladesh, Iran, England, Korea and Australia. It feels like a list. |