"My brother Esau is an hairy man..."
Jan. 27th, 2005 09:58 amCanadian archeologist Russell Adams's interest is in Bronze Age and Iron Age copper production. He never intended to walk into archeology's vicious debate over the historical accuracy of the Old Testament -- a conflict likened by one historian to a pack of feral canines at each other's throats.( Read more... )
Source : The Globe and Mail
The link is to an Iranian site, which formats paragraphs as single lines. No doubt the Canadian original is on line as well and easier to read, but I thought I would pop it in here anyway.
Of course finding the Hebrew Bible accurate in one small part does not guarantee any other part; it is after all a very varied collection of writings. And it underwrites the Zionist claim to Palestine only on the to me rather shaky assumption that Jesus was in no sense the Christ, and was rightly rejected and condemned.
I hope the mention of Christ does not offend my numerous non-Christian friends.
In other news, Happy birthday dear Gottlieb, happy birthday to you. How well I remember that summer in Salzburg! And a glorious feast of the translation of the relics of St. John Chrysostom, for whom he was named, and, more particular to me, the forefeast of St. Ephrem of Nisibis, known in ancient times as the Harp of Edessa, and thus one of the earliest Irishmen known to history.
Source : The Globe and Mail
The link is to an Iranian site, which formats paragraphs as single lines. No doubt the Canadian original is on line as well and easier to read, but I thought I would pop it in here anyway.
Of course finding the Hebrew Bible accurate in one small part does not guarantee any other part; it is after all a very varied collection of writings. And it underwrites the Zionist claim to Palestine only on the to me rather shaky assumption that Jesus was in no sense the Christ, and was rightly rejected and condemned.
I hope the mention of Christ does not offend my numerous non-Christian friends.
In other news, Happy birthday dear Gottlieb, happy birthday to you. How well I remember that summer in Salzburg! And a glorious feast of the translation of the relics of St. John Chrysostom, for whom he was named, and, more particular to me, the forefeast of St. Ephrem of Nisibis, known in ancient times as the Harp of Edessa, and thus one of the earliest Irishmen known to history.