Today’s letter-to-the-editor appears in the Avalanche-Journal, the principal newspaper in Lubbock, the 11th largest city in Texas. The letter is titled The ramifications if evolution is true. We’ll give you a few excerpts, enhanced with our Curmudgeonly commentary, and some bold font for emphasis. As we usually do we’ll omit the writer’s name and city. Okay, here we go:
Re: The letter “People who believe in creation make him cry,” A-J, Jan. 19, and the follow-up, A-J, April 19.
He’s talking about this: People who believe in creation make him cry, which isn’t particularly unusual. It says things like: “I continue to be amazed at the deluded people who continue to cling to the outdated belief in creationism.” And it also says: “The flood story was borrowed from Babylonian myths.”
That got today’s letter-writer all worked up, and here is his response:
I don’t follow the reasoning that, because of writings from Babylon which pre-date Genesis, the Biblical story of the flood is proven to be false. It seems to me if a world-wide flood occurred, it would be in the folklore of many, if not all, groups of people. This by no means proves the Genesis record to be false.
Ah yes, the Flood. But that’s a trivial part of today’s letter. Here comes the good stuff:
On the other hand, if evolution is true there are certain ramifications which follow:
And what, pray tell, would those be? No, not racism, eugenics, and Hitler. The letter-writer is no Discoveroid. Brace yourself, dear reader, here come the ramifications:
1. We are cosmic accidents.
2. We have no purpose for being here.
3. Nothing we do will ever matter.
Oh, how bleak! Hold on, there’s more. Here’s the fourth ramification:
4. We have no destiny to attain. We are just temporary specks of dust attached to a grain of sand floating in the vast ocean of space. In short, our lives are meaningless.
Depressing indeed. And that brings us to the letter’s conclusion:
That would make me cry.
We’d like to be able to cheer the fellow up, but since evolution is one of the best-established theories we’ve got, there’s nothing we can we do. The letter-writer seems destined to cry. But he should look on the bright side — in the great cosmic scheme of things, his misery will be blessedly brief.
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