Atheist Meditations

I'm beginning to suspect that there be a connection between the place in the mental world that first caveman squatted in, and dealings with the young. Just as that neigh human beast sat there banging stones and trying desperately to duplicate the miracle of fire that would warm his children and be his only real protection against the lethal creatures of the night. So too is the act of delicately engaging the minds of our young people. Each time I engage them with an interrogative mental flint, I just so hope to in some way ignite their mindfire.

It's like we hope and hope that our hints and our allusions will draw them in. In truth we are just like a caveman invoking fire; as we do so we chant, 'Read, read, read. . .'