Fellowship Baptist Creation Science Fair 2001

I found this link on Memepool, which is generally a decent source of weird links.

I always hated science fairs back in my school days. I'd come up with ideas like pouring laundry detergent into a jar full of aquatic plants and observing what happened. Or magnetizing a needle and floating it in water to make a compass, a project that I did one year in Junior High and that my mother subsequently did as a class project with the second graders she was teaching.

Anyway, for those without the patience or manual dexterity to click on links, some highlights of the Fellowship Baptist Creation Science Fair 2001 include:

"My Uncle Is A Man Named Steve (Not A Monkey)"

"God Made Kitty"

"Pokemon Prove Evolutionism Is False" (my favourite, although the presumed hypothesis seems counter-intuitive [as opposed to "God Made Kitty", which seems overly-obvious])

"Women Were Designed For Homemaking"

"Rocks Can't Evolve, Where Did They Come From Mr. Darwin?"

"Using Prayer To Microevolve Latent Antibiotic Resistance In Bacteria" (the prayer in question was "Dear Lord, please allow the bacteria in Group A to unlock the antibiotic-resistant genes that You saw fit to give them at the time of Creation. Amen.")

"Thermodynamics Of Hell Fire" (my second-favourite project)

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