Because today’s writer isn’t a politician, preacher, or other public figure, we won’t use his (or her?) full name. The writer’s first name is Noe, so that’s what we’ll call him (or her). Excerpts from the letter will be enhanced with our Curmudgeonly commentary and some bold font for emphasis. Here we go!
The “sci-fies” say that modern man appeared 100,000 years ago.
We’re off to a great start. You, dear reader, are derisively referred to as one of those “sci-fies.” But Noe seems to have a high opinion of your ancestors. He (or she) says:
Some 70,000 years later, remarkable likenesses of animals materialized on cave walls, and it’s worth noting that neither at Chauvet, Maros or El Castillo were humans central to the paintings, but were drawn in fragments, or as stick figures. Man thought of himself as a part of creation, not its “cause célèbre.” He has “developed” from that sense of humility — and artistry — to the “selfie.”
From your splendid cave-dwelling ancestors, you have degenerated into a “selfie” and a “sci-fie.” Let’s read on:
If man is evolving, it’s backwards; his techno-mantra translates as conveniences for gross self-indulgence. His primal thirst for blood isn’t vestigial — it’s growing. He has declared war on the planet, and he’s winning.
Right! Our techno-mantra will be our undoing. Noe continues:
Because man was always man. Whether his head sloped or his jaw was prognathous or he was furred, it was he. Tweak the right gene and a human can grow four legs or three eyes or two pairs of arms, and maybe even intelligence. Misfortunes in procreation prove this, as did — frighteningly — Chernobyl.
We’ll let you interpret that paragraph, dear reader. Here’s more:
Professionals with real jobs can’t find Jimmy Hoffa or the million children who go missing worldwide yearly, but the “anthro-pologists” (sic) found remains in Africa they say belong to a “relative” who lived 5 billion years ago.
Great point! No one can find Hoffa, but somehow they can find our ancestors from — ahem! — 5 billion years ago. Moving along:
It takes more faith to believe in evolution (or the Big Bang) than it does to believe that creation only took six days. Will a church that supports confidence in theoretical science excommunicate the skeptics — or burn them at the stake?
Good question! And now we come to the end:
“Reason” is the Petri dish for absurdity.
We don’t know what to say about this letter — but it certainly belongs in our collection.
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