The Market For Nonsense Is Infinite.

Those Who Believe Without Reason Cannot Be Convinced By Reason.

I Can Go Into A Lab And Fool The Rear Ends Off Any Group Of Scientists.

To Make Sure That My Blasphemy Is Thoroughly Expressed, I Hereby State My Opinion That The Notion Of A God Is A Basic Superstition, That There Is No Evidence For The Existence Of Any God(s), That Devils, Demons, Angels And Saints Are Myths, That There Is No Life After Death, Heaven Nor Hell, That The Pope Is A Dangerous, Bigoted, Medieval Dinosaur, And That The Holy Ghost Is A Comic-book Character Worthy Of Laughter And Derision.

A Lot Of People Hate My Skepticism, And I Think I Understand Why. The Psychics Offer Wonders And Endless Possibilities In A World That Often Seems Difficult And Mundane. They Promise Health, Wealth, Wisdom, Eternal Life. But If You Examine The Record, It's Not The Psychics But The Hard-nosed Scientists Who Have Actually Delivered The Things That Improve Human Life. And, To Me, Science Describes A World Far More Interesting Than Any Psychic Fantasy. It's A Good World -- Not Perfect -- But It's Ours. So We'd Better Learn To Live With It, The Way It Is.

Uri Geller May Have Psychic Powers By Means Of Which He Can Bend Spoons; If So, He Appears To Be Doing It The Hard Way.