the awesome/terrifying freedom

something that i thought about while on a roof in chelsea looking at the stars during the blackout - stars! we could see stars!

orion. orion and his 'belt.' well really i'm talking about orion and the 'sword' hanging from his belt. yeeah, the 'sword' that hangs directly between his legs? who are these legions of kindergarten teachers and revisionist historians trying to kid? we're supposed to believe that ancient man, striving to make sense of the universe, looked up at the sky for guidance, and not only did he see patterns in the stars, patterns that would later be assigned mythological significance, he named a very conspicuous part of an obviously human-shaped configuration after a steel weapon that wouldn't be invented for centuries?

what makes the whole 'sword' argument even thinner than that is that orion already has a weapon in his hand - a club, which actually makes sense, historically.

c'mon folks. it's time to call a spade a spade, and it's time to call the big swingin dangly thing between orion's legs the largest phallus in the known universe.

also, seems like every week the times has another great article on evolution.