Anyone who knows me realizes I love the sciences. In particular, I love astronomy... looking out at the night sky and enjoying the starlight that's traveled millions of years through space to enter my visual spectrum. It's truly fascinating and awe inspiring. What then, you may ask, is my agenda here? I'm having fun. Turning on its ear the hypocritical and accusatory lines of reasoning used by those who ultimately cling to the religion of atheism. And we all know how feverishly annoying converts to the religion of atheism are, don't we? They constantly proselytize our children, and prey upon the weak minded masses who are easily misled. Why do I call it a religion? Simple. Atheism, among many things, is based on a philosophical assumption of faith in a set of beliefs about statements of fact that are are either true or false, filtered through the imagination using tools of confirmation bias. Every complaint ever hurled at religious people fires right back at the hypocritical accuser. Let's get started with this: Gambling is an exercise in probability, and casinos count on the fact that people are awful at probability (remember the definition of innumeracy – which is ignorance of science and numerically based statistics) . If you flipped a fair coin 20 times in a row, what are your chances of hitting heads each time? 50/50. That's always it. But how often do the teachers of atheism, who are nothing short than the regnant priests of a powerful orthodoxy, admit the mathematical improbability of even the simplest of compounds purposely self-organizing out of our vast universe? Peptides and polypeptides, which are the building blocks of amino acids, which are the building blocks of proteins, which are the building blocks of life would not even self-organize in a controlled test tube with other corrosive fluids if not manipulated by a designer in a lab-coat with preset purposes and intents. For even the simplest forms of life to self-organize out of nowhere in our vast universe, it would be like flipping a coin 9 billion times in a row and hitting tails every time. What are the odds if you're a gambling man? Not very good. So who's the real fool? And this is just the beginning of the necessary difficulties. Here's a thought experiment for you to have fun with today: Squash a bug on the wall, then watch to see if, given enough time, all the chemicals and life-constituents self-reorganize into some other higher life form and fly away. Why not? All the chemicals known as a requirement for life of the bug are within half an inch of each other... so the chances for some mysterious life-force to guide it back into organization from a state of chaos has a much higher probability than if you scattered the bug's entrails all over the galaxy.