A Safe Space for Moogles

Hay guys! Wanna scare yourself shitless?

What 'worldview' (whatever the hell that means) are YOU? :D Brought to you by 'Worldview Weekend', the online magazine on Christian worldview, Biblical worldview and, I dunno, kicking evolutionary biologists' puppies or something.

Actually, the best that I can figure, 'worldview' is basically a set of rock-hard biases and prejudices through which you filter everything that comes your way. One would think that this would be, y'know, kind of a negative thing, but these guys seem to take it as the Natural Order of Things. The only negative, apparently, is if you have a filter that doesn't quite line up with theirs. Fortunately, if you get a low score, the site provides suggestions about how you can submit to brainwashing improve your Biblical Worldview. These suggestions include attending summit camps or weekend worldview conferences, reading certain books (there is a respectable list, but I notice with interest that the Bible is not on it), and selling all you have and giving the money to the poor. No, wait, that'd just be silly.

Alternatively, you could just memorize the 'correct answers' that they thoughtfully provide for you.

Guys, they're not even trying to pretend anymore, are they?

(For the record: my score was negative 73 points. My classification is "Communist/Marxist/Socialist/Secular Humanist Worldview Thinker", because obviously all those things are exactly the same.)

( The Internet: where nothing is too small to argue over. Warnings for mild brain-breakage, if you are not an active member of the Transformers porn scene. )

This shit is cutting into my (lj)springkink time, dammit. *grumpymoogle*

Day 4: Today I made a new friend - an absolutely beautiful cat named Zen. She's smaller and more finely-built than most cats, with beautiful dark brown stripes on pale tan fur. I'd let Mom borrow my camera, otherwise I would've tried to sneak a picture of her... anyway, she's a total and utter sweetheart and I was upstairs loving on her every chance I got. ^_^;;; I'll be sad when she leaves tomorrow. Hopefully I'll have time to get one last cuddle in.

You know, having this job has really driven home how much more comfortable with animals I am than with people. I can rattle off the names, breeds, health issues, likes and dislikes of every animal I take care of, but I still barely remember the receptionists' names. They're all perfectly nice people and have been nothing but friendly to me, but I just... haven't connected with them, I guess. Of course, I never really figured out the secret to making human friends. Animals are less complicated. And less likely to shred your self-esteem for their own amusement, but that's neither here nor there.

In other news, I'm linking this for my own reference, because it makes me feel like writing again.