September 23rd, 2005

scream allyson

Choir preaching re: "Intelligent Design"

Yoinked from smoakes777, this article is a powerful, simple and (IMHO) unassailable debunking of "Intelligent Design" as science.

What stays with me is the revelation that the ID "scientists" aren't even attempting to demonstrate that their theory is viable by submitting any kind of research to journals. It's as if they know they're lying when they call it science. They have no expectation that the scientific community will ever consider their point seriously. They simply mean to bypass the messy question of whether or not they've got legitimate science to offer, and go straight for the hearts and minds of the public. I guess I knew this on some level, but I have this pesky tendency to want to, you know, give people the benefit of the doubt that they at least believe themselves when they lie, fer cryin' out loud.

In case you don't want to read the whole article, just check out this devastatingly tight argument:

If complex organisms demand an explanation, so does a complex designer. And it’s no solution to raise the theologian’s plea that God (or the Intelligent Designer) is simply immune to the normal demands of scientific explanation. To do so would be to shoot yourself in the foot. You cannot have it both ways. Either ID belongs in the science classroom, in which case it must submit to the discipline required of a scientific hypothesis. Or it does not, in which case, get it out of the science classroom and send it back to where it belongs.
dark woods

A Strange Request

This is weird, I know, but will you bear with me? I find this of great interest, and would be thrilled if you'd play along.

Please tell me something about your thought processes. Something you've noticed about the way your head guts work. Or, if that's too vague, finish one of these sentences:

"When left to their own devices, my thoughts tend to..."
"I've noticed that I tend to dwell upon..."
"When I'm alone with my thoughts for more than a few minutes..."

If you prefer, I will turn on anonymous posting, you can post that way. But if you don't mind, I'd be happy to know who you are when you post.

I'll post some observations about my own thought process at some point, but I'd rather not influence where you take this by doing so now.

This exercise brought to you by Friday boredom and a recent dramatic increase in my personal introspection. (As an extrovert, I hate to introspect alone :)

ETA: Ah, hell. My workday suddenly got intensely busy. Sorry, folks. I will respond and participate ASAP.

Shakespeare meme

My favorite bit from the Bard fits nicely with my dazed and shattered reactions to BSG tonight.

"Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood;
Stop up the access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry 'Hold, hold!'"