With regard to the banning of the art installation My Sweet Lord, my friend James succinctly illustrates here the difference between real Christians and shouty loud blowhard things in bad suits.
Far as I'm concerned, it's got me trying to figure out what kind of statue would represent an icon of atheism. A naked Richard Dawkins holding an electron microscope, maybe, but that seems like cheating, and if he came with an accessory then I wouldn't be sure whether I was supposed to eat his ears first.
There's got to be some way to represent the random fluctuations of quantum foam in chocolate. I think you'd have to start by de-shelling an Aero bar. And then put the bubbly middle in a box and arrange things so that you can't see what's happening inside but there's exactly a 50/50 chance of the chocolate melting.
Wow. That’s a vague reference. But for those who know you well enough, it’s pretty clever. Anyway, my candidate to represent the randomness of the universe would be one of your frequent blog subjects. I think a statue of Jane Creba should be sufficient to remind us all that there is no God, at least not a benevolent one. I recommend bronze though. Chocolate would probably be insensitive.
Tom Waits sang about this years ago.