Now it is such a bizarrely improbable coincidence that anything so mindbogglingly useful
could have evolved purely by chance that some thinkers have chosen to see it as a final and clinching proof of the non
existence of God
The argument goes something like this: "I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing."
"But," says Man, "the Babel fish is a dead giveaway isn't it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves that you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't. QED."
"Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly disappears in a puff of logic.
"Oh, that was easy," says Man, and for an encore goes on to prove that black is white and gets himself killed on the next zebra crossing.
Once he'd made the mistake of telling B'Elanna that a Klingon-human hybrid was a medical impossibility due to the incompatible biology of the two species. The Chief Engineer had retorted that he shouldn't be able to hold solid objects because his light-based hologram couldn't be constrained by magnetic containment fields. The thought was so alarming to the EMH that his program had shut down then and there. It had taken weeks of therapy on the holodeck, with the captain reading La Vita Nuova
to him, to restore his equilibrium.
— The Voyorgy Conspiracy
SpongeBob: But at least it's warm around the fire.
Hey, if we're underwater, how can there be a—? (the fire goes out)
"tem heard humans allergic to tem...dat OK...tem understan...tem...ALSO allergic to tem!!!"
(breaks into hives.) "hOIVS!"
I am Kena Warfel Tomasin, and I can prove that Akatosh, Nirn, and Oblivion are one, said Warfel, writing out the mathematical formula that showed it was so.
I am Kena Zombel Mokafa, and I can prove that you do not exist, said Oin
. He wrote out the mathematical formula, which proved correct, and Kena Warfel Tomasin vaporized on the spot.
: Fraulein, have you ever heard of Schrödinger's cat? Integra
: I shot
Schrödinger's cat! The Major
: Indeed, and yet it lives! And yet it dies. It is here, yet it is not. It is a curious creation, von of infinite possibilities, as long as it remains unobserved. Yet to consume a zhing is to know
a thing. Alucard is now partaking of Varrant Officer Schrödinger's paradoxical existence, und as our dear cat-boy stares into the abyss that is within Alucard... that abyss- stares- back
. Ze vave function collapses... uncertainty becomes certainty... ze proverbial coin flips... und... Alucard
Am I a bad person? [disappears] Integra
! What did you do!? The Major
: I CALLED HEADS
Blue mook: I know her weakness-
logic! Red mook:
No one's ever said that and not gotten their ass beaten. Blue mook:
You're a real angel, right? Arch-Angela:
'Tis true. Blue mook:
So your entire existence is intertwined with a specific, archaic moral code. Your power comes from recognizing, if not submitting, to it. But I don't recognize them. Blue mook:
Therefore, you are powerless! BOOM!
Did I blow your mind?
-Arch-Angela punches the blue mook through a wall- Blue mook:
THERE ARE MANY PHILOSOPHICAL REASONS WHY THAT SHOULD HAVE WORKED! Red mook:
Have you considered not believing
Wait. If nobody's around to dream me into existence, don't I-