I like the fact that Noah had to collect all the familiar mammals that we have today as well as juveniles of all the dinosaurs that supposedly all existed at the same time, all of which apparently co-existed with humans possessing advanced shipbuilding skills. All of which seems like a waste of time considering the Chicxulub meteor that wiped out almost all of them later on. One can only conclude that God has a playful sense of humor, though it would have been funnier if God had let Noah do all this work and all the gathering of animals and then sent a giant meteor straight into the ark.
As for what to do with this monstrosity, turning it into a seafood restaurant sounds like an idea, but I disagree with it being “high end”. Considering the size and primitive ambience of the place, I think it should be low-end, catering to mass clientele, more Red Lobster than Le Bernardin. The theme of the decor should be what might be described as “Modernist Flintstones”. Ken Ham might be willing to endorse it if it featured the Noah’s Ark story on the back of the menu, with an illustration of Noah riding a junior T-rex.
What I’d seriously love to see and would make a lot of sense – which is why it will never happen – is getting government funding to turn the place into a serious science museum. There’s one near here where kids of all ages have opportunities to see displays, interactive demonstrations, a planetarium, and IMAX films about science, often leaving them interested in learning more and maybe even influencing their career decisions. Certainly makes a lot more sense than this fraudulent monstrosity.
Mark my words. Ken Ham (or Pat Roberson or that ilk) will soon issue a press release blaming the Coronavirus stuff on mankind’s sinful nature. Most likely cause: gay marriage.
Turn away from (the Christian) God, pay the consequences, you bet. I wonder why Muslims didn’t get hit first, and hard?
I, almighty Lord of Hebrews, Christians, and Mormons, hate you all. No special reason - I’ve always hated you, tricked you, slaughtered you. You’e all fucking doomed, sure. War, famine, pestilence, greed, asteroids, sloppy vehicle designs, any bad weather or seismic activity I send you - I’ll get your asses, one way or another.
And now so many of you have scorned my Ark, as well as my zombi son who’s actually me, and you haven’t adored that hot babe Virgin Miryam enough, which insults me. So fuck you all some more.
Enjoy this virus. I have many more in reserve, of course. Just wait.
The Westboro Baptist Church has them all beat. They’ve already said God sent the virus, and we need to repent. I drive by their compound often, it’s on their sign.