So, yeah, last night was the whole Ham on Nye, hold the let us pray debate, where Bill Nye tried to disprove God with the help of the evil conspiracy of humanistic atheist scientists that have hijacked the meaning of the word “science”. Or whatever Ken Ham was blathering on about.

This sparked some interesting debates between myself and my friends, of which I have many on both sides of the argument. I find myself directly in the center, extolling the virtues of belief while simultaneously supporting the scientific method without question. I feel no cognitive dissonance, as neither has any bearing on the other. I’m not like Ken Ham – I think using physical sciences to explain theology is akin to using psychology to explain quantum mechanics.

So where does my own belief system sit? Well, at its core I am a strong believer in God. Not necessarily in a religious sense, but more in a theological and philosophical one. In fact, theology is a big hobby of mine, because I have no life.

Physical sciences will always be able to explain the “how” of the universe – I could never believe in a “God of the Gaps” – but at the same time it will never explain the “why”. Philosophy and theology then step in.

My biggest theological argument as to the existence of a supreme being? America’s Funniest Home Videos.

While I doubt Bob Saget, Daisy Fuentes or Tom Bergeron will ever be eligible for sainthood, they’ve managed to bring to everyone an argument for a deity with a twisted sense of humor.

Our world is funny. Yes, there are tragedies, sadness, disease, and other stuff necessitating Sarah MacLachlan commercials, but those are all far outweighed by utter hilarity and nonsequiturial weirdness.

One could postulate that, given the sheer number of people alive today, that we are just seeing things that will statistically happen. If you give an infinite amount of monkeys an infinite amount of time, one will eventually write Shakespeare, and perhaps if you give seven billion people a video camera a decent amount of them will get hit in the groin.

I might give creedence to that, except for the sheer amount of hilarious things that have happened to me due to random chance. I doubt I am alone in this observation. Add to the fact that with hindsight, anything can become funny, including tragedy. Is humor just a byproduct of sentience, or is it the focal point, our entire reason for being?

While I certainly don’t believe in an anthropomorphized God with major tangible, humanlike features, I do believe that if I were God, I would create a world like our own, with all the weirdness, ridiculousness, and overall hilarity that we have. I would be endlessly entertained by my creation, and the only times I would truly intervene would be for my own amusement. I don’t mean this to make God nor myself seem nefarious or indifferent to the problems facing human beings, but if this is only one part of a vast cosmos that extends on several planes then I doubt that what happens to us here is truly the most awful thing that we could experience. If anything, we’d be looking back on our past life and laughing at those times we got hit in the groin and it ended up on national television.

And, if that doesn’t at least give you some theological food for thought, enjoy this picture of a pink fairy armadillo.

This thing we experience as “life” is freaking funny.