I created a Moonfolk deck a while ago, with Patron of the Moon as a general. It played a lot of landbounce mechanics, like Thwart, Flooded Shoreline and others. The final decklist is somewhat refined, though there are obvious problems with it (link).
Volrath's Shapeshifter is ridiculous in any deck that thinks about reanimation. It sends cards to the yard with ease, it makes use of them, minus come into play abilities. It costs next to nothing in a format where bombs are 6 mana+.
I've seen it used to great effect in Sedris, and others.
I think there is a difference in acknowledging that a workplace has been accident-free for 666 days, and wearing a decal that has a simple '666' on it.
One of them is a positive areligious statement concerning unintended injuries in a place of work. The other is wearing a decal with a three digit number on it.
Arguably, the latter has very little to do with the former. The decal with three digits is meant to refer to workplace safety, but, like so many other things, it can (and arguably does) refer to other things as well. To make an analogy, if a man named Adolf Hendricks worked for a pesticide company, he might object to wearing a name tag that read "Adolf H., Exterminator". Similarly, a person working for a pesticide company in Louisiana or Alabama might object to the style of protective gear that strongly resembles a hood if it is white in colour with the company's red cross-like logo on the left breast.
Arguing that the dismissed worker is irrationally fighting a tide of good workplace habits is missing his objection. His objection is with wearing a decal with a three specific digit number on it. I'm sure that the worker is probably perfectly comfortable (and even happy!) concerning his place of work's safety record, and extremely comfortable with a sentence expressing that record. He is almost certainly uncomfortable with wearing a decal with three particular digits on it with nothing further to contextualize it.
I'm forced into attending church with my family every sunday. I can't simply express to my parents that I don't worship God in the same way that they do, largely because my mother overreacts and starts crying and furiously praying or performing exorcisms on me when the notion of not being a christian pops up.
As someone from a very similar background, I can only advise you to wait it out. Yes, you see it as a waste of time, and for you, it is. Better to leave everything as is until you don't live with your parents. The more you disagree with people who fundamentally think you are wrong and cannot see otherwise, the more strife there will be, and the more difficult and strained your relationship will become. Just walk through the rituals you consider empty, and eventually, you'll outlast it all.
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As for the topic at hand, I wake up in the morning, and usually the first thing I do is eat a bagel, and put the kettle on to boil. Sometimes, I put cream cheese on my bagel, but if I'm particularly hungry, I'll eat it topped with swiss cheese and sliced kolbassa. Once the kettle whistles, I'll put a bag of earl grey in a mug, and pour the boiling water in.
After that, I'll usually stretch, and then go for a jog. I jog five repetitions, with four minute jogs separated by two minute walks. This will probably change to be more strenuous in a week or two, but I'm not in great shape. During my jog, I usually listen to CommanderCast, Planet Money (an economics podcast by National Public Radio), or This American Life (also NPR). When I'm out of podcasts, I think about Magic, and EDH in particular. Not always, but a lot.
I then go home, shower, drink the tea that's now cool enough to drink, get dressed. Sometimes I drink the tea before I shower, and sometimes after. Then I go to work/school/life. In the evening, I make dinner, wash dishes, put the children to bed. Spend time with my wife. Go to sleep.
The point of this rather boring account of my usual day isn't to troll. I just am. This is how it is, and for me, there is nothing more. In short, I am at peace, with everything. Were I notified that my life was to be significantly shorter than anticipated, I am unsure whether I would do anything different. I would perhaps drink more alcohol.
Out of curiousity, how are people getting 5+ creatures in their graveyard? Dredge? What ratio of creatures to non-creatures are people running in Karador?
I think Teneb is more powerful in a metagame that understands that graveyards get played with, and that graveyard hate is worth playing.
Basically, if you get bogged while playing Karador, your general is a hideously overpriced 3/4 blank. Teneb can access other people's graveyards, and if it was a Relic that exiled all the yards, he's still a 6/6 flier. Karador also requires you to run a certain creature count in order to be affordable.
While I know this my basic point is they do follow the bible word for word.
Except that "love thy neighbour" part.
So, the Westboro Church has a particular thing against homosexuals. They think that anyone who does not furiously hate homosexuals either a) is a homosexual, or b) enables homosexual behaviour by accepting it as normal.
This means that pretty much anyone of any moderate viewpoint is on their list of delivery to certain fiery places in their extremely narrow viewpoint.
Rather humourously, the Westboro Baptist Church was stopped at my country's border. Americans treasure their first amendment rights. This is one of the trade-offs of free speech; in Canada, we don't have free speech. We have a section of the criminal code that forbids the public incitement of hatred. Consequently, we do not have the Westboro Baptist Church, holocaust deniers, or the KKK. I rather like it here.
Alot of the time I have discussions with theists(those who believe in a god) they seem to get sad or angry when they start talking about their god. I don't believe in any gods but considering things from the perspective of those who do it seems like it would be hard not to feel inadequate when you compare yourself to a perfect being. Do you believe Jews/Christians/Muslims are jealous of their gods' supposed perfection?
I think this might be a "spurious correlation".
A spurious correlation is one where there is good or even great correlative data associating two variables implying some sort of causal interaction, but there is a rather obvious theory explaining why that correlation is not causal. My favourite example is that intelligence is strongly correlated to foot size; the bigger one's feet are, the smarter they are. Yet, there is no causal relation between foot size and intelligence; it turns out that children (who naturally have small feet) simply do not score as high on intelligence tests of every stripe compared to adults (who naturally have larger feet). Having larger feet does not cause one to be smarter.
I think people get mad when talking about their respective perfect deities because it most often happens in the context of religious debate. People get infuriated over arguments about their deities, especially between theists and atheists, because they more often than not talk past each other.
So, it's not that there is any jealousy going on here. It's that people are commonly in arguments, and also commonly angry about those arguments. Jealousy seems to me to be an unlikely cause.
Hi guys, I'm new here, but I thought I'd chime in.
My opinion? turkey = turkey = turkey
But, let's say for the moment that halal turkey and other meats are offered to a false god (according some other religion). Let's say that eating said meats are then a deep and serious crime in your religion.
Then, it is up to you to investigate what you're eating. It is also up to you to spread the news to other like-minded individuals that they might be knee deep in sin (or, otherwise at theological risk), and to find resources that enable them to enjoy meats that have not been offered to false gods.
Sometimes, religion is hard. The rules are not simple or convenient, and have damning consequences.
I've seen it used to great effect in Sedris, and others.
One of them is a positive areligious statement concerning unintended injuries in a place of work. The other is wearing a decal with a three digit number on it.
Arguably, the latter has very little to do with the former. The decal with three digits is meant to refer to workplace safety, but, like so many other things, it can (and arguably does) refer to other things as well. To make an analogy, if a man named Adolf Hendricks worked for a pesticide company, he might object to wearing a name tag that read "Adolf H., Exterminator". Similarly, a person working for a pesticide company in Louisiana or Alabama might object to the style of protective gear that strongly resembles a hood if it is white in colour with the company's red cross-like logo on the left breast.
Arguing that the dismissed worker is irrationally fighting a tide of good workplace habits is missing his objection. His objection is with wearing a decal with a three specific digit number on it. I'm sure that the worker is probably perfectly comfortable (and even happy!) concerning his place of work's safety record, and extremely comfortable with a sentence expressing that record. He is almost certainly uncomfortable with wearing a decal with three particular digits on it with nothing further to contextualize it.
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As for the topic at hand, I wake up in the morning, and usually the first thing I do is eat a bagel, and put the kettle on to boil. Sometimes, I put cream cheese on my bagel, but if I'm particularly hungry, I'll eat it topped with swiss cheese and sliced kolbassa. Once the kettle whistles, I'll put a bag of earl grey in a mug, and pour the boiling water in.
After that, I'll usually stretch, and then go for a jog. I jog five repetitions, with four minute jogs separated by two minute walks. This will probably change to be more strenuous in a week or two, but I'm not in great shape. During my jog, I usually listen to CommanderCast, Planet Money (an economics podcast by National Public Radio), or This American Life (also NPR). When I'm out of podcasts, I think about Magic, and EDH in particular. Not always, but a lot.
I then go home, shower, drink the tea that's now cool enough to drink, get dressed. Sometimes I drink the tea before I shower, and sometimes after. Then I go to work/school/life. In the evening, I make dinner, wash dishes, put the children to bed. Spend time with my wife. Go to sleep.
The point of this rather boring account of my usual day isn't to troll. I just am. This is how it is, and for me, there is nothing more. In short, I am at peace, with everything. Were I notified that my life was to be significantly shorter than anticipated, I am unsure whether I would do anything different. I would perhaps drink more alcohol.
Basically, if you get bogged while playing Karador, your general is a hideously overpriced 3/4 blank. Teneb can access other people's graveyards, and if it was a Relic that exiled all the yards, he's still a 6/6 flier. Karador also requires you to run a certain creature count in order to be affordable.
Except that "love thy neighbour" part.
So, the Westboro Church has a particular thing against homosexuals. They think that anyone who does not furiously hate homosexuals either a) is a homosexual, or b) enables homosexual behaviour by accepting it as normal.
This means that pretty much anyone of any moderate viewpoint is on their list of delivery to certain fiery places in their extremely narrow viewpoint.
Rather humourously, the Westboro Baptist Church was stopped at my country's border. Americans treasure their first amendment rights. This is one of the trade-offs of free speech; in Canada, we don't have free speech. We have a section of the criminal code that forbids the public incitement of hatred. Consequently, we do not have the Westboro Baptist Church, holocaust deniers, or the KKK. I rather like it here.
I think this might be a "spurious correlation".
A spurious correlation is one where there is good or even great correlative data associating two variables implying some sort of causal interaction, but there is a rather obvious theory explaining why that correlation is not causal. My favourite example is that intelligence is strongly correlated to foot size; the bigger one's feet are, the smarter they are. Yet, there is no causal relation between foot size and intelligence; it turns out that children (who naturally have small feet) simply do not score as high on intelligence tests of every stripe compared to adults (who naturally have larger feet). Having larger feet does not cause one to be smarter.
I think people get mad when talking about their respective perfect deities because it most often happens in the context of religious debate. People get infuriated over arguments about their deities, especially between theists and atheists, because they more often than not talk past each other.
So, it's not that there is any jealousy going on here. It's that people are commonly in arguments, and also commonly angry about those arguments. Jealousy seems to me to be an unlikely cause.
My personal pet deck for a long time was Patron of the Moon, with landfall and landbounce stuff. A list can be found here.
My opinion? turkey = turkey = turkey
But, let's say for the moment that halal turkey and other meats are offered to a false god (according some other religion). Let's say that eating said meats are then a deep and serious crime in your religion.
Then, it is up to you to investigate what you're eating. It is also up to you to spread the news to other like-minded individuals that they might be knee deep in sin (or, otherwise at theological risk), and to find resources that enable them to enjoy meats that have not been offered to false gods.
Sometimes, religion is hard. The rules are not simple or convenient, and have damning consequences.
Being good is hard. That's why I don't bother.