I took in "Creation Museum" about ten years ago.  It was open on Sunday. They were hawking hundreds of DVDs in their gift shop with "teaching" on why evolution doesn't really exist. Seeing some of those Neanderthals who were running in the Republican presidential primary, I'd almost concede them that. After strolling past exhibits with animatronic dinosaurs, all saddled up and ready for riding by "Adam and Eve," and checking out that pair in a "pool" (Eve's tresses covered where one might expect to find her nips, but I'd left my cane in my car so I couldn't verify that), and "Noah's Ark," I went to the cafeteria. They were serving pork chops and shrimp cocktails. I picked up an application on the way out. To get hired, you had to swear you believed in the "literal truth" of Genesis. Apparently they believed that Yahweh (I dare not speak his name) was only joshing about all  that stuff regarding shellfish and pigs, and working on the Sabbath. I was so inspired to kill 47,000 Syrians!