"Why have you trapped God inside this infernal machine?" Like, okay! First off, you're not asking how I've trapped God in this infernal machine. Disappointing! Incurious! Do you think all your vitriolic critiques are going to amount to anything if you don't even understand how my infernal machine works? Second, I was going to put Him back if it broke anything! I mean, I knew it wasn't, because He hasn't done an empirically verifiable miracle in ages, but I was totally willing to throw away all my years of work if sticking Him in there broke the weak nuclear force or something, not that you could appreciate that kind of sacrifice on my part. "What if you've broken salvation?" C'mon. That's not a question we can answer in an evidence-based framework. Thirdly, I know that when you look at the infernal machine that I've trapped God inside of all you see is the baroque ironwork, the puddles of slick grease and oil, the thudding, screaming copper pipes twisting in on themselves. You know what I see? I see that little piston on the side. Moving pretty quick, isn't it? Of course it barely exerts any force, but I figure I can gear it down until it can stamp envelopes or run a really garbage clock. The possibilities are possible. And you'd throw this all away?