So... two thousand years ago we said that God created the world in 7 days, and it was good.
But... eighteen centuries later, along comes Charles Darwin, who observes some interesting things and stumbles on a more complicated, but ultimately more sensible explanation for why chimpanzees and humans share 97% of their genome.
But, unlike the heliocentric model of the solar system, there was still some unexplained stuff that science at the time wasn't capable of answering. So, people clung to the antiquated notions that were ultimately reminiscent of the geocentric model of the solar system.
Now, two hundred years later, science has bridged many of the gaps that Charles Darwin hadn't the resources to explain... and people still insist on applying a divine factor to fill in the gaps we haven't yet covered.
Does anyone else see this as a puzzle being assembled on a large white piece of paper, where the Cult of the White insists that the missing pieces that allow the white piece of paper underneath to show through is how it's supposed to be? Why is it that so many people (forgetting Fundamentalists for the moment) can be smart enough to understand evolution, but so shortsighted when it comes to knowing that it's only a matter of time and perseverence before we can assemble the picture?
It's boggles my mind that people can take plate tectonics for granted, yet insist that there's divine intent in it all the same. Nevermind the irrefutable, rational scientific explanations... it's all in accordance with some supreme willpower. Right...
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CASE IN POINT: My father, who accepted Plate Tectonics when it was first being taught when he was in university, and was sorely tempted to argue against his uncle on the age of the earth when we visited him in Drumheller, Alberta (famous for its dinosaur bones, in case you were unaware), asked me what I was looking at when he and I went to Chapters recently to buy a book for a belated mother's day present for my mom (he gave me a ride, I said I'd buy him a Starbucks coffee). I turned the cover of
The Origin of Species to him, and he snorted and dismissively said "Darwin" and walked away.
Honestly... what the fuck? What the fucking fuckity fuck fuck? How can you think like that?? Honestly?