Monday, April 30, 2007

Bye George. (He's lost it)

Pharyngula: George Gilder, Lord of the Adguacyth

There once was a Gilder of words
Who had crashed by investing in nerds,
Then while trawling through tripe
Found a rich vein of hype
With a gilt edge for fleecing the herds.

He had tried giving alms to the rich
And he'd scratched the male chauvinist itch,
But he boosted his stocks
Feeding faith to the flocks
With his bozo-biology pitch.

In building on Bill Dembski's myth
It's clear he's not taking the pith
Of the math that he's mauled
Or the science he's stalled
With Revenge of the Adguacyth.


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