For Those Of Faith, I Offer A Compromise Between Evolution And Creationism: Leprechaunism
Much to the chagrin of atheists like myself, Christians just aren't buying into our whole evolution scam. As we all know by now, the "theory" of evolution was actually a covert operation designed to secularize a nation too strongly attatched to it's outdated religious beliefs. We honestly thought we could lure you Christians away from your precious Jesus by wrapping our insane theory in "scientific" language. In retrospect, we perhaps took this a little too far. I mean, humans evolving from monkeys?! What were we smoking? Anyway, now that the whole factually-based science gig is up, I think it's time to go back to the drawing board and come up with a new theory about the origin of man, one that will be more palatable to people of faith. To do this, our new theory needs to include elements of spirituality and magic. It needs to be hopeful, yet smart and believable. So, combining these elements, I may have finally discovered an acceptable alternative to creationism: Leprechanism. What is Leprechaunism,you ask? I'm lonely, please fill up roughly five to ten minutes of my life, you say? Well, my theory (which is now a fact since it is appearing on a blog) might go a little something like this:
The world was in darkness and chaos...until wee Shanry O'Mallet said "Let their be gold!" It's shining brilliance filled the universe with light, and verily it was good. Needing a place to hide this precious treasure Shanry conjured up land, a spinning dirt-wad he named Earth. This too he pronounced "good, but not great". Then he shut his little Leprechaun cake-hole and got busy creating. Shanry spent the next six days inventing all sorts of things...stuff like acorns, soy sauce, edible panties, Canadians...basically all of the intricate marvels that now fill our magnificent world. On the seventh day Shanry hit the bottle pretty hard and watched Karate Kid Part 2. Then, one day, this rich white guy found a mosquito in a piece of amber. Using a crazy-straw, he sucked dinosaur DNA out of the mosquito and created a theme park where Raptors were allowed to run amok and eat Jeff Goldblum. So that's where dinosaurs came from. The end.
Our beloved creator has given us only five holy rules to follow.
THE FIVE COMMANDMENTS OF WEE SHANRY O'MALLET
1. Thou shalt not kill. Which is not to say you won't kill, I just think that morally it's...well, screw it, this one is totally unrealistic. Let me start over.
1. Thou shalt kill.
2.Thou shalt not covet thy neighbors wife. Unless she is hot, in which case you may covet her. Also, burkas are illegal. You are welcome.
3. Thou shalt have no false gods before me, with the following exceptions: television, cell-phone/cameras, import beer and badly dubbed Godzilla movies. Go to town on those.
4.Thou shalt not steal...spoons. Everything else is fair game.
5. Thou shalt not watch more than three hours a week of Judge Judy. Judge Joe Brown? That's different, you can watch him till your eyes fall out, just limit the Judge Judy. And if anyone asks me, "But Shanry, what about The People's Court?", I swear to god I'll just flip out and flood the f'n planet, okay? Seriously.
Anyway, I think we would have gotten away with the theory of evolution had it not been for you meddling Christians. Hopefully, in Leprechaunism, we've learned from our mistakes and created the perfect faith-killing machine. It's phony and completely untestable, so I think we may be on to something. Thanks for reading, and Shanry bless.
The world was in darkness and chaos...until wee Shanry O'Mallet said "Let their be gold!" It's shining brilliance filled the universe with light, and verily it was good. Needing a place to hide this precious treasure Shanry conjured up land, a spinning dirt-wad he named Earth. This too he pronounced "good, but not great". Then he shut his little Leprechaun cake-hole and got busy creating. Shanry spent the next six days inventing all sorts of things...stuff like acorns, soy sauce, edible panties, Canadians...basically all of the intricate marvels that now fill our magnificent world. On the seventh day Shanry hit the bottle pretty hard and watched Karate Kid Part 2. Then, one day, this rich white guy found a mosquito in a piece of amber. Using a crazy-straw, he sucked dinosaur DNA out of the mosquito and created a theme park where Raptors were allowed to run amok and eat Jeff Goldblum. So that's where dinosaurs came from. The end.
Our beloved creator has given us only five holy rules to follow.
THE FIVE COMMANDMENTS OF WEE SHANRY O'MALLET
1. Thou shalt not kill. Which is not to say you won't kill, I just think that morally it's...well, screw it, this one is totally unrealistic. Let me start over.
1. Thou shalt kill.
2.Thou shalt not covet thy neighbors wife. Unless she is hot, in which case you may covet her. Also, burkas are illegal. You are welcome.
3. Thou shalt have no false gods before me, with the following exceptions: television, cell-phone/cameras, import beer and badly dubbed Godzilla movies. Go to town on those.
4.Thou shalt not steal...spoons. Everything else is fair game.
5. Thou shalt not watch more than three hours a week of Judge Judy. Judge Joe Brown? That's different, you can watch him till your eyes fall out, just limit the Judge Judy. And if anyone asks me, "But Shanry, what about The People's Court?", I swear to god I'll just flip out and flood the f'n planet, okay? Seriously.
Anyway, I think we would have gotten away with the theory of evolution had it not been for you meddling Christians. Hopefully, in Leprechaunism, we've learned from our mistakes and created the perfect faith-killing machine. It's phony and completely untestable, so I think we may be on to something. Thanks for reading, and Shanry bless.

15 Comments:
At 5:56 AM,
Tonto said…
Pretty insightful commandments...are you sure you are not God?
At 6:34 AM,
Samwick said…
If I'm God we are in serious trouble. Although spoon theft would sharply decrease, so that could be a perk.
At 7:43 AM,
Sheryl said…
It all sounded perfectly reasonable till you got to the part where the wee Shanry O'Mallet swore to god over the People's Court.
To show the proper pecking order any and all gods should swear to Shanry. If they don't, he should torch the heavens. Otherwise, who could possibly take him seriously?
At 7:57 AM,
Samwick said…
Shanry probably does need to be a vengeful god. He'll get more street cred that way. It helps to, every now and then, just freak out and kill a bunch of sinners. Maybe Shanry will hire you as a consultant, Sheryl.
At 9:57 AM,
Sheryl said…
Won't Karl Rove be jealous?!! :-)
At 11:41 AM,
Girl With An Alibi said…
Thank you for filling up 5 minutes of my lonely life. May O'Mallet bless you my brother.
At 3:46 PM,
Samwick said…
May O'Mallet bless us all.
Hmmm..maybe we should write up a sort of Lord's prayer for Shanry. Not sure how that would go but it could be entertaining.
At 6:37 PM,
Anonymous said…
ROFLOL
At 10:59 PM,
Tonto said…
As long as you add No. 6 "Thou shall not consume anything but beer on Sundays"...I'm in. Where do I sign up? Every religion has to have a Sabbath activity.
At 11:49 AM,
Snave said…
I don't watch Judge Judy, but I do have a crush on Nancy Grace. Is this o.k.? Also, re. the dinosaurs... I want to know how old they are, or if they were created by Leprechaun magic as a way of drawing believers away from Shanry. I like dinosaurs, but I sure don't want Shanry to freak out... I fear his wrath!!
At 7:03 PM,
Sheryl said…
I would have thought the dinosaurs were various manifestations of Shanry. Kind of like the volcanoes and all things dangerous.
At 12:32 AM,
Samwick said…
"I do have a crush on Nancy Grace. Is this o.k.?"
Sorry, but you are now going to spend an eternity in Leprechaun hell. Nancy Grace must be forbidden in one of the "unwritten" rules. But don't worry, I'll be there with you...I've got the hots for Paula Zahn, despite the fac that she's a moron.
"re. the dinosaurs, I want to know how old they are."
I checked with Shanry, and he says they are two and a half weeks old. And Sheryl's right, they are all manifestations of Shanry, sort of the divine equivalent of sock puppets.
At 2:51 PM,
Sheryl said…
Hey, I think I saw those at Toys R Us once.
So how does one get in good with Shanry (other than sending a large check to that bank account in the Bahamas?)
At 2:58 PM,
Sheryl said…
PS Insofar as I don't watch tv, I had to look up Nancy Grace and Paula Zahn to see who you guys were talking about. My guess is that if Paula Zahn is a moron it's the peroxide factor.
When women perpetually use peroxide, it leaches into their brains. That's why so many blondes are republicans.
At 10:52 AM,
Snave said…
They also probably suffer from holding in their farts for too many years. The old saying goes:
Don't hold your farts in. If you do, they travel up the spinal cord to the brain, and that's where shitty ideas come from.
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