V.21 No.18 | 5/3/2012
A skeptic’s cosmic quest for a reason to believe in astrology
By Damon Orion
Astrology itself has never made a lick of sense to me. I’ve looked at this thing a million different ways, and I still can’t get my head around the notion that the planets are doing some kind of cosmic dance that eerily mirrors the fact that I just stepped in cat poop. As for the idea that the human personality is linked to the positions of the planets at the moment of a person’s birth ... well, I think I’d have an easier time swallowing a thumbtack milkshake.
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