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What's The Point? The Merciful Inconsistency

"It is better to be inconsistent with good principles than to be consistent with bad principles." Just stop and think on this one. I think it's true. Not that it's easy to see in this culture. In this culture, the worst thing you can be is a hypocrite. "At least I'm not a hypocrite!"

I'm glad the guy who says there's no meaning and purpose in the universe loves his Mom, and helps his elderly neighbor with her garbage. That's better than Ted Bundy, to say the least.

I love the film, "Interstellar". (2014) It's like "The Ten Commandments" for secular, agnostic types. What's hilarious about that is, it's subversively Christian, in many respects. One protagonist, Coop--the avowedly secular, embittered widower scientist guy--literally risks himself for no sensible reason, on the absurdly small chance that he will survive a trip through a black hole (News Flash: not happening) to see his elderly, dying daughter, to whom he promised to return when she was 12.

The villain, meanwhile, was proclaimed as the noblest of all the scientists by everyone throughout the film, even appearing so until the twist. He is the one who ruthlessly applies the logic of "survival of the fittest" consistently.

When it really matters, Coop acts against what he says he believes, because at his core, what he truly believes is this: Love binds the universe together.

Thank God for that.

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