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I woke to the news that God Was Dead.

Bleary and weary, a 5.30 am perusal of my e-mails revealed Ginner had sent the most recent Stephen Hawking proclamation. It didn’t leave much room for debate. The Universe can create matter from nothing; hence, therefore, we conclude God is no longer required.

Ginner, my theological sparring mate, is what I call a Triple A…an angry, aggressive atheist. (Actually, all atheists tend to be Triple A, while agnostics are Triple D; dopey, disturbed and dumbfounded).

Hawking, a really troubled dude, didn’t stop there. He has proclaimed philosophy “dead”.

He has warned mankind to avoid aliens.

He has asked us to vacate out planet, like lickety-split.

He’s the nutter you’d avoid at the pub! Yep, I’m laughing at Stephen Hawking.

Okay, this blog is hardly the place for this kind of argument. There’s no beer, for one. But please, allow me to retort.

Hawking doesn’t deal with the issues that are really important. Nor does he understand that there is no contradiction between theology and science.

A self creating universe doesn’t explain consciousness, or self -awareness. Since Hawking views man as a “mere collection of particles”, he is silent on the issues that have troubled the human mind since time immemorial, questions that are not stifled by his latest theory.

Why is there a universe to which these laws apply? How did these laws come into existence? The beginning, the origin, must necessarily be a mystery, an infinite only roughly, and incompletely, grasped by our finite minds.

Hawking can uncover laws (Law of Gravity), process’s (evolution) but he can’t explain why there is anything at all, why a finely tuned universe came into existence, its purpose or meaning, other than to suggest it was all a random accident, that we are mere noise. (Would life have developed if this was the case? Would the human conscience?)

He hasn’t really said anything new - he hasn’t really explained the incomprehensible, the big where did it all start question. He’s followed his nuts and bolts explanation of the “engine”, likely as far as he can go, without denting at all the argument for the existence of a creator.

Hawking has been brilliant in the service of mankind, but he should never believe he has the capability to extinguish faith. His rigid, scientific brain is full of conceits but sadly, he doesn’t seem to be capable of entertaining philosophical or theological questions, doesn’t seem to understand these queries are not snuffed out by scientific exploration.

It would be crude to suggest this man is in need of attention or lucre, but I find it hard to believe this bold assertion of the implausibility of a creator was trumpeted for any other reason. He still hasn’t come close to answering core questions, nor has he inched even an iota closer to explaining the mystery of the Beginning.

He has, however, come up with a way to sell another load of books that people will read to page four and then consign to the most prominent place in their book display….

GRID IRON…this is the weekend poolies across North America will go incommunicado. The last pause before the dust and devastation of a brand new NFL season will be used to finalize picks, develop strategies and, of course, plead hopefully to the masters of good fortune and luck. My philosophy is girded in the belief that it’s best to try and cultivate ideas and predictions based on that which you have ascertained but the general public has not…

…the Football Outsiders have developed a strong and growing following, bringing the geek vibe of baseball analysis to the violent world of football. Their website presents intimidating arguments using overwhelming statistical data to demonstrate their smarts. One problem. Their predictions are among the worst I’ve ever read. Simply put, the baseball approach doesn’t translate to the football field. Last year the Outsiders, mercy on their tiny souls, picked the St Louis Rams as their big, going to the playoffs, upset special. The Rams? They also pumped the New York Giants as a strong Superbowl contender. Guys, watch a game, get your heads out of the books…

 …I loved that hopeless twat Bill Lankhoffs column in the Sun trumpeting the demise of both the Indy Colts and the New England Pats. If the old fool had picked up a book he would have understood the consistent refusal in Indianapolis to take the preseason seriously; if he’d have watched a game he’d have observed Tom Brady in splendid form…

PUG LIFE…mere months after staging one of the worst fights imaginable, both Bernard Hopkins and Roy Jones have both announced future fistic engagements. Hopkins will travel to Montreal on Dec 18^th to get thumped by Jean Pascal while the forlorn Jones will fight on Oct 7^th in Florida. It would be wonderful to suggest this is the last we’ll see of the overrated pair. Send them to the dustbin of history; nothing gives me more mirth then either reading the historically illiterate argue Hopkins could have beaten a Carlos Monzon, or hearing the myopic assert a Jones win over the great Sugar Ray…and you can pick either Sugar Ray. Both would have beaten Junior…