Are they reading the graphite on the outhouse walls?

The cult of the religious freaks are emerging from their caves over the stem cell issue. Not surprisingly they are armed with all the findings of the journals that are printed in such scientific hubs as Kansas City and Pooperdunk, Iowa
In their determination to make this country a third world power in scientific research they bring arguments that are consistent with such great breakthroughs as holey healing cloths (available for a small tax deductible donation) the carnival healers who make that poor cripple stand and walk again (hallelujah!!!) . As written on the outhouse walls they claim that (1) embryonic stem cell research does not show as much promise as adult or even the new skin cell research. This they divine from goat droppings as there is no scientific basis for this (2) The use of cell tissue from embryos from fertility clinics that are scheduled to be thrown out in the garbage would be taking a life in order to save one.( good slogans replace good thinking). Where in the history of human existence has any one of these discarded clumps of tissue ever become something living?
The most distressing thing about this tragedy is that these ignorant flat worlders have not the lightest hesitation in dragging he rest of our country into their primitive caves where they huddle around the sacred fire. They have never stopped to consider that if hey don鈥檛 like embryonic stem cell research, nobody is forcing them to take any treatment as a result of this research. Where do they get the arrogance to deny it to others? Let me propose a solution to all their problems鈥IND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!

You make some good points however poignant. I think you meant graffiti, not graphite which is a soft rock that is similar to what is perched on the shoulders of the pro-lifers

What is the question.

Good grief man,get a grip! Make yourself a pot of coffee.

Dude get out of the outhouse so you can breathe. The methane fumes are starting to mess with your head.

Graphite?
i didn't read your novel, the graphite thing caught my attention