Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Dichotomy

The traffic was unusually dense on my morning commute. I wasn't really assessing it though, my early-morning mind was wandering down other avenues. It grasped onto seeing if I could still recite a psalm I'd memorized years ago. Midway through recalling the psalmist's praise of a transcendent God, a stupid teal sedan swerved out in front of me. I slam on my brakes and blurt out, "#$@% you! Damn it!"

After the heart palpitations died down I realized the transition I had made in a few short seconds, from meditating on the author of my being to furiously castigating my fellow man. I suppose humiliation should've followed, but I found it hilarious. I couldn't stop grinning through the rest of the drive. Humanity is ridiculous.


Saturday, April 26, 2008

Trust Your Fortune Cookie!

I have acquired yet another new job. My interview lunch with the key people I'd be working with was at a Chinese restaurant. At the end of the meal everyone read their fortunes. I discovered three in my cookie and felt incredibly sheepish when it was time to read them:


There you have it. The cookie said so. They hired me. How could they not?

Saturday, April 05, 2008

On Intelligent Design

A US court recently ruled that public schools in some town or other in Pennsylvania may not use science classes to teach the account of the universe known as Intelligent Design, and in specific may not teach Intelligent Design as an alternative to Darwinism.

I have no desire to associate myself with the people behind the Intelligent Design movement. Nevertheless, I continue to find evolution by random mutation and natural selection not just unconvincing but preposterous as an account of how complex organisms come into being. As long as there is not one of us who has the faintest idea of how to go about constructing a housefly from scratch, how can we disparage as intellectually naive the conclusion that the housefly must have been put together by an intelligence of a higher order than our own? If anyone in the picture is naive, it is the person who elevates the operating rules of Western science into epistemological axioms, arguing that what cannot be demonstrated scientifically to be true (or, to use the more timid word preferred by science, valid) cannot be true (valid), not just by the standard of truth (validity) use by practitioners of science but by any standard that counts.

Diary of a Bad Year, J.M. Coetzee