About now I know what you’re thinking. Not another VBScript program! But yes, another one :-D This one is actually setup for a future thing I’m currently working on (yeah, mixed tenses baby!). What this does is simulate the results of tossing 1,000 coins 100 times. It creates pseudorandom data (although I should point out that it’s pretty much impossible to distinguish between pseudorandom and actual random data), which is what I’ll be using it for.

In any case, here’s the code:

' coinflip.vbs

Option Explicit

Const xlFormat = -4143

Dim intHighNumber, intLowNumber, intCount, intNum, strOutput
Dim numHigh, numLow, outerLoop
Dim fso, outFileName, outFilePath, excel, dataSheet, intRow

' notify script is working....
wscript.Echo "Click OK to begin."

' set up file

Set fso = CreateObject("Scripting.FileSystemObject")
outFilePath = fso.GetAbsolutePathName("")
outFileName = "\coin.xls"
outFileName = outFilePath & outFileName

set excel = CreateObject("Excel.Application")
excel.DisplayAlerts = 0

If (Err.Number <> 0) Then
	On Error Goto 0
	MsgBox("Excel application not found...quiting")
	wscript.Quit
End If
On Error Goto 0

excel.Workbooks.Add
set DataSheet = excel.ActiveWorkbook.Worksheets(1)
dataSheet.Name = "Output"

dataSheet.Cells(1,1).Value = "Num 0"
dataSheet.Cells(1,2).Value = "Num 1"
dataSheet.Cells(1,3).value = "Difference"

' set up random variables
intHighNumber = 1
intLowNumber = 0

intRow = 2

For OuterLoop = 1 to 100

For intCount = 1 to 1000
	Randomize
	intNum = Int((intHighNumber - intLowNumber + 1) * Rnd + intLowNumber)
	strOutput = strOutput & intNum & " "
	if intNum = 0 then
		numLow = numLow + 1
	else
		numHigh = numHigh + 1
	End if
Next

' Output to file

	dataSheet.Cells(intRow,1).value = numLow
	dataSheet.Cells(intRow,2).value = numHigh
	dataSheet.Cells(intRow,3).Value = abs(numLow - numHigh)

intRow = intRow + 1
numLow = 0
numHigh = 0

Next
dataSheet.Cells(intRow,1).Value = "AVERAGE DIFF"
dataSheet.Cells(intRow,3).Value = "=Average(C2:C" & intRow - 1 & ")"

excel.ActiveWorkbook.SaveAs outFileName, xlFormat
excel.ActiveWorkbook.Close
excel.Quit

wscript.Echo "Done."

And here’s the data I got for one trial run (formatted with number of 0s, number of 1s—the 0s can be heads, the 1s tails or vice verse, depending on how you feel—and the difference between the number of occurrences):

Num 0	Num 1	Difference
516	484	32
520	480	40
502	498	4
482	518	36
501	499	2
487	513	26
504	496	8
509	491	18
526	474	52
501	499	2
520	480	40
498	502	4
487	513	26
530	470	60
504	496	8
449	551	102
471	529	58
531	469	62
513	487	26
558	442	116
548	452	96
541	459	82
478	522	44
489	511	22
536	464	72
467	533	66
535	465	70
472	528	56
532	468	64
515	485	30
527	473	54
498	502	4
545	455	90
505	495	10
526	474	52
454	546	92
530	470	60
447	553	106
490	510	20
525	475	50
498	502	4
512	488	24
498	502	4
502	498	4
483	517	34
485	515	30
507	493	14
484	516	32
493	507	14
505	495	10
479	521	42
486	514	28
491	509	18
500	500	0
530	470	60
499	501	2
479	521	42
518	482	36
488	512	24
493	507	14
495	505	10
487	513	26
502	498	4
497	503	6
498	502	4
500	500	0
509	491	18
500	500	0
492	508	16
499	501	2
490	510	20
523	477	46
510	490	20
488	512	24
503	497	6
525	475	50
491	509	18
498	502	4
497	503	6
492	508	16
507	493	14
494	506	12
503	497	6
526	474	52
486	514	28
502	498	4
513	487	26
551	449	102
539	461	78
509	491	18
535	465	70
492	508	16
506	494	12
482	518	36
514	486	28
507	493	14
495	505	10
546	454	92
507	493	14
503	497	6

The average difference between the “heads” and “tails” column for this data run: 32.32

BTW, you can see a nifty graph of the differences here (although it unfortunately went in reverse order):

I’ve run it a few times and it tends to be in the 20 range for the averages; but of course since it’s random data, your results will vary!

Don’t worry, I will explain more of why I am doing this later on. For now, time for me to get to work.

I freely admit that I think about weird things. And yes, I blame Bush for that. In this case, however, I’ve been thinking a bit about numbers and how abstract they are.

I remember when I first learned algebra, the most difficult part of it was the mental part of recognizing that we are moving from the “concrete” into the “abstract.” When I saw 5x + 2x written on the chalkboard, I wanted to know what x was. I didn’t care that it could stand for “anything” at all—I wanted a concrete answer.

Ironically, as I’ve thought about it lately, I think that the x actually is just as concrete as our non-algebraic math. See, when we do “regular” math, we can easily solve 5 + 2. But we never ask ourselves “What is 5 referring to? What is 2 referring to?” In point of fact, the 5 + 2 is itself abstract because these numbers do not exist in the universe at all.

Numbers were invented by people who counted actual real objects. Originally it could have been something as simple as “if you give me two of your sheep, I’ll give you three of my goats.” And someone would think, “I’ve got four goats now. If I have three more goats, I’ll have seven goats” thus adding 4 goats + 3 goats = 7 goats. This could be simplified by saying 4g + 3g = 7g, which looks amazingly enough like algebra. But what we did is go one step further and just dropped the letters completely to end up with 4 + 3 = 7.

In the process, we began to treat these numbers as if they are real entities of themselves, and not tied to some actual objects. And that’s fine, because we can do some nifty things with abstract math. But one thing that we forgot was that when we taught math we needed to be clear on this.

Perhaps other places teach it better than my school did (in fact, it would be difficult to have any school teach it worse than mine did!) but I think algebra would be a lot easier to grasp by simply showing that everyone who’s done non-algebraic math in elementary school has already done more abstract math than algebra is. Algebra simply brings the abstractness to light so we can take it even further.

Naturally, when you go to sleep knowing there is DOOOOOOOM 2009™ !!!1!! outside, you wake with the hope that you won’t have to work in the morning. I checked my e-mail this morning, saw we had a two-hour delay from an e-mail sent last night (yeah, I didn’t check it last night—if I had, I woulda set my alarm later; oh well, live and learn). In any case, since I have to catch the bus to get downtown, that meant that I still had to leave pretty early.

So I checked my e-mail many times this morning, to no avail. Finally, I begrudgingly got ready for work. Stepped outside. Said: “This is waaaay to much D00000/\/\!1!one!!! How can they still be open?” So I decided to actually call our “snow line” and sure ‘nuff, we’re closed today.

I still don’t have the e-mail saying we’re closed that’s supposed to go out with the notification system. Oh well.

The weathermen FINALLY got something right. 1/6 ain’t bad. I mean, if you’re talking about goals per shot in hockey as opposed to something useful, like, say, how many days we were predicted to have D0000000M!111!!!!!!!. As I told the people at Subway yesterday when I ordered my sandwich (which yesterday was the Italian BMT), “If you were weathermen, you’d be making me a veggie patty sandwich right now instead of the BMT I ordered. And you wouldn’t get fired. Feel free to curl up in the fetal position in the corner and cry for a few minutes.” (Okay, that last sentence I might have added just now; but it was the intent, man, the INTENT!)

Update:

BTW, I should add in the interest of fairness that we haven’t got anywhere near the 1-3 feet that was predicted. (Oh, I forgot to mention that earlier; last you heard from here they said four inches yesterday and eight during the night. Silly me! They updated the D000M!!!11!! to say 1-3 feet. Now go back and re-read the first sentence of this paragraph.)

We’ve got, in fact, variable amounts of snow. I say that because there is lots of blowing d00M!!!eleventy!! still flying around and drifting. So, part of my driveway has exactly 0.0 inches of doom while there is a big pile of doom right against the garage door that is probably about six inches deep. On the other hand, there IS a lot of ice underneath all the doom, and walking upon it is not what you would necessarily call “fun” although it is quite exhilarating if you fear broken bones, bruises, or looking like an idiot in public (I solved that last problem by volunteering to play guitar for a Young Life club for five years, after which looking like an idiot in public is an upgrade).

Yay!

Finally, outside right now there is D00M!!!!11!!111!!!!111!!!!!!!!!!!! and blowing D0oM1!!!1!!!!!one!! Which means that they closed work early, so I am now at home. If the weatheridiots are right, I’ll have tomorrow off too.

But that’s a big if.

Needless to say, I am enjoying my DOOM 2009™ for as long as I can.

All week long, the weather report has been the same:

Yes, they said: “Sunday night, we will have snow.” We got: 0”

They said: “Monday night, we promise there will be snow!” We got: 0”

They said: “Okay, Tuesday we SWEAR there will be tons and tons of snow!!!” We got: trace. They considered this a victory, so…

They said: “Wednesday night, it’s gonna kill everyone with how much snow we’ll get!” We got: 0”

So now they’re saying: “Okay, Thursday during the day we will get four inches of snow, and Thursday night into Friday morning there will be another eight inches. We’re gonna have a foot of DOOM!!!11!1! before you know it!”

To which I respond: “Doesn’t there have to be, I dunno, clouds and stuff in the sky before we can get snow? Because I’m looking out the window and seeing a bunch of sun right now.”

Now, this is Colorado. There’s a reason I bring my heavy winter coat on sunny days. However, I’m fairly certain that because the weatheridiots are predicting lots of snow, I’m not gonna need it today.

…and he does it all without a teleprompter!!!

Now we just need Republicans to show this kind of spine to OWTFAID.

HT to the Jawa Report.

This haiku’s a rant.
It will not be the last one.
I have plenty more.

Yes, I just had the same freaking conversation with the same stupid person TODAY that I did yesterday. You know, cuz the entire universe magically altered its state last night so that nothing today is done like it was yesterday or something.

This coworker is one person who definitely needs to get fired. If you look up the definition of incompetence, you’ll find her picture there.

A couple of folks have requested a response to this post by a man named Luke who has deconverted from Christianity to atheism. As I mentioned in the comments where the request was made, the testimony that Luke gives is very general, and as a result it is impossible to respond to any actual claims since he didn’t really provide any (that is, while Luke claims that things such as contradictions in Scripture, inconsistencies in Christianity, etc. caused him to disbelieve, he does not give examples so it is impossible to interact with those claims). However, one commenter stated he was looking more for a general examination, rather than specifically refuting claims, so I will provide that now.

Luke begins his post by pointing out that he is the son of a pastor. On this point, I can empathize completely, as I too am a PK. Luke also grew up in a relatively small town. He described it as “a town of 5,000 people and 22 Christian churches (at the time).” Having lived most of my life in small towns, I understand where he comes from here as well. The last small town I lived in had roughly 800 people and we probably had 22 Christian churches too (I never did count). My dad was pastor of one of them, and when the summer tourists (read: “Texans”) invaded, I believe our church was one of the largest, if not the largest, with around 60 people.

I should note that small towns and PKs do not mix very well, and it could be that this is where problems began for Luke. Generally speaking, children of pastors are viewed in two diametrically opposed ways. One faction of people view PKs as angels who ought to live perfect lives because they’ve grown up closer to God by virtue of their parents. These people are aghast when a pastor’s son is caught smoking in the boy’s room. On the other hand, there are those who expect PKs to be demons running rampant. For them, it is no shock at all to find the pastor’s son has knocked up the Homecoming Queen.

The reality is that PKs are just like anyone else. We’re neither more of a saint nor a sinner than any other person.

In any case, personal problems can be amplified in small towns where privacy doesn’t exist. Small towns are places where rumors run rampant, and if they don’t begin true they have a way of becoming true (“Did you hear Chuck is an alcoholic?” “No, really?! Lemme buy him a drink.”). Now while Luke’s town is about six times bigger than those I grew up in, I imagine it wasn’t much different there either. These kinds of pressures exist, whether we want to accept them or not.

Luke says that he felt God while he was a Christian. For instance, he writes:

I felt the presence of God. Sometimes I would tingle and sweat with the Holy Spirit. Other times I felt led by Him to give money to a certain cause, or to pay someone a specific compliment, or to walk to the cross at the front of my church and bow before it during a worship service.

I have no doubt that Luke did, indeed, feel something. But since he doesn’t believe in God, obviously he doesn’t believe that he really felt the presence of God at all. On this point, I would agree with him.

By this, Luke exposes one of the problems with the modern church. Christians believe now that you must “experience” God in some manner, and that manner is subjective. Yet most churches never bother to try to discriminate between a typical emotional response to stimuli and an actual feeling of God Himself.

To give one example, a few years back I went to a Promise Keepers event. About a month or so before I went to it, I happened to see a concert that included one of my favorite bands, Three Days Grace. Despite what people might assume from the name, this is a secular band and as far as I know has no Christians in it. In any case, Three Days Grace played with Hurt, both of whom opened for Staind, and it happened to be in the exact same auditorium that Promise Keepers was in.

Why do I bring them up? Because when I watched Promise Keepers and they played “worship music”, the crowd behaved exactly like it had for Hurt, Three Days Grace, and Staind (sans mosh pit). In other words, people got just as into the music in a secular concert, and had the same types of reactions to the performers on the stage, as they did during the “Christian” concert “worship service.”

To put it plainly, standing in the same auditorium, there was no objective difference between the secular concert and the Christian concert as far as I felt. And I doubt my experience is unusual. So when Luke says that he felt the Holy Spirit as a Christian, I have no doubt that he felt something, but I know from Scripture that what he felt was not the Holy Spirit.

Now Luke claims that he did not leave Christianity for emotional reasons, stating:

Looking back, I feel lucky that I left God for purely rational reasons instead of emotional ones. Indeed, all my emotions were pushing the other way.

However, this is impossible to square with other things he’s mentioned. For example, he tells how he went through depression at the age of 19 “probably because I did nothing but work at Wal-Mart, download music, and watch internet porn.” This last part is key, because he concludes:

In many ways I regret my Christian upbringing. So much time and energy wasted on an invisible friend. So many bad lessons about morality, thinking, and sex. So much needless guilt.

It is clear that sexual ethics had a lot to do with Luke’s deconversion. Frankly, it is not at all surprising that someone who does little but listen to music and watch internet porn would suffer from feelings of guilt, and it’s easier to not believe what you’re doing is wrong than it is to refrain from committing sins. This reaction is not atypical at all. Anyone who is in bondage to sin will refrain from fellowship with God.

It is also not at all surprising that Luke would go through depression and connect it to this sinful activity. He had grown up in church and had known that such behavior was wrong, yet he did it anyway. This would cause cognitive dissonance in him. He was doing something that he wanted to do (view pornography) but which he thought was evil to do. Luke chose to ease his conscience by denying the reality of evil rather than by refraining from committing evil.

But this is not a rational decision at all. This is a purely emotional reason. He did not like how he felt when he felt guilty, so he acted to remove the guilt. After the fact, he used reason and logic to try to justify his new position.

The reality is that despite what Luke thinks, he did not become an atheist by thinking, but rather by emotion. The emotion was to avoid the pain and discomfort of guilt.

Now along the way, Luke didn’t get very helpful advice (if what he’s relayed is accurate). Part of the problem was that he attended an emergent church in college, and if there’s one thing the emergent folks lack it’s reason.

Luke’s experience is not atypical there either. One friend of mine (who remains a Christian) has had the same struggles with the rash of anti-intellectualism in most Evangelical churches today. For someone like Luke, who obviously is intellectually oriented, he would not have found anyone in an anti-intellectual environment to respond to his questions in any meaningful manner. Sadly, most Christians are content to let the few intellectualists go to hell rather than learn something that may hurt their brain so they can respond to those intellectualists.

None of that excuses Luke, however, for not having sought out those who could respond to any arguments he brought forward. That we are few does not mean we are non-existent, and he could have used the same internet he was surfing porn on to find answers to the questions he had.

Furthermore, it seems that Luke’s dad wasn’t very helpful either. He chastised Luke “because I was arrogant to think I could get to truth by studying.” If this is an accurate depiction of what happened, it is a travesty. It is also unbiblical. Hosea 4:6 tells us: “My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge.” And Jesus Himself said, “Is this not the reason you are wrong, because you know neither the Scriptures nor the power of God?” (Mark 12:24). Studying does lead to truth.

Of course, it also depends on what you’re studying, and Luke doesn’t tell us what he was studying at the time. So his father might have had a legitimate reason to complain. After all, one doesn’t learn about quantum mechanics by studying accounting.

One of the biggest problems with Luke’s idea of Christianity is found when he writes:

I know what it’s like to isolate one part of my life from reason or evidence, and I know what it’s like to think that is a virtue.

(emphasis in original)

This does not describe my Christianity. And I’m not surprised that anyone who holds to this form of Christianity would reject it. I would too.

But that’s not what Christianity is. It is, however, what atheism is.

See, there’s a lot of Luke’s story that I identify with. The small town, the depression, the struggle with sin, the feeling that God isn’t there (or that He doesn’t care). Yet these are all things that I expect from my understanding of Christianity. These things are not surprises at all. They are, in fact, inevitable in a fallen world.

But why would looking at pornography on a computer cause you to feel guilty in an atheistic world? Why is it that our sex drive—the very impetus that fuels evolution—causes universal feelings of guilt, even in people who do not believe in God, when it is not used appropriately? Further, what evolutionary benefit would there be to deluding yourself that God exists, as all but the 3% of people who are atheists (according to some polls) do? From purely naturalistic principals, the universality of religion is impossible to explain: it must provide an evolutionary advantage, yet it is supposedly completely irrational! In other words, Darwinism has selected for make-believe, and not for the world as it actually is. And that is something that I just can’t put together rationally in my mind.

And that doesn’t even get into the problem that if Darwinism can select for an irrational worldview such as theism—something that is completely alien to reality, according to the atheist—then how is it possible for the atheist to know that he is not completely deluded in his naturalism?

Luke may very well be beginning to see this, for he writes:

In my studies I uncovered lots of false facts and dishonest arguments from Christians and atheists. Each discovery only deepened my hunger for knowledge, but also my realization that humans know very little, and with little certainty.

I have little doubt that if Luke continues down the path he is on, he will ultimately discover that to reject theism is to reject rationality altogether and to embrace nihilism. Without God, there is only uncertainty and irrationality. And for this reason, even if we discount the other evidence Luke himself provided and assume that he converted to atheism by reason rather than emotion, he will only stay an atheist if he rejects reason as impossible to obtain. Reason itself must become just as delusional as theism.

The only other option he has is to hold to reason for the same emotional reasons he once felt for God.