Arguing with creationists reminds of the wise advice given to me about trying to teach pigs to sing.
1) It's a waste of time
2) It annoys the pig
3) Should you ever succeed; pigs have lousy singing voices anyway.
(no character smilarities drawn between pigs and creationists expect stubborn stupidity)
Meanwhile I'm off to prepare for a winter festival where a virgin girl gives birth, a fat bloke in a red suit visits every home in a flying sleigh in one night, and peace and goodwill cover the earth..