And naturally we get into an argument. As we’re going along I look out the window and see some white rocks lying on the hillside in a pattern that looks like it says,
WELCOME TO KANSAS
“I wonder who put those rocks there.” I say. “Do you think the state did it or someone who happens to own the adjoining property?”
“What?” My atheist companion shakes his head. “You theists see purpose everywhere. You don’t need personal agency to explain rocks lying on the ground.”
“You didn’t think that looked like a purposeful pattern?”
“Naw. That could have easily been formed by natural forces.”
“OK,” I concede. “So when do you think we’ll cross the border into Kansas?”
My atheist friend looked confused. “What do you mean?”
I repeat my question.
“Didn’t you just see those rocks you were talking about?” says the atheist. “They told us we just entered Kansas.”