Origins

I recent watched all four parts of Nova’s Origins which was quite well done. Soon after, my wife found an interesting article about the man behind the Intelligent Design movement and how these modern creationists are becoming more sophisticated in their arguments. As I read it, I found myself intuitively knowing that his arguments were flawed but unable to directly counter them. Today, I found Scientific American’s 15 Answers to Creationist Nonsense and now have the arguments I lacked. I’m many years behind on my evolutionary reading and the only real argument I had in my arsenal was the simple one that just because we don’t know the answer to one question does not invalidate all of the other answers we do have. That’s a logical fallacy.

A more interesting question that’s come up lately (something that my wife and I often go back and forth on) is whether the scientific method per se is enough to handle all questions. Is it too narrow an approach and prevents certain other outlooks or perspectives from being considered? I see some shades of Scully from the X-Files or Ellie from Contact here…<.p>

Cherry Blossoms

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We went to see the Cherry Blossoms (see my photographs) this afternoon and, being the insane people we are (and because Ann’s working retail and her feet are killing her and I sprained my ankle nearly two weeks ago (and it is still killing me) we decided to drive there. But Ann’s the parking goddess (and the threat of rain helped) and, like 2002 when we last went, we got parking almost immediately right in the lot across the basin from Jefferson. (Now THAT was a long sentence). It began to sprinkle the second we got out of the car but that didn’t stop us from taking 128 pictures and having fun. Right when we finished the roll (CF card) it began to pour so we bopped over to Bertucci’s and had dinner.

After dinner we went to Barnes & Noble so I could use the last of the gift card my mother sent me for my birthday. There, Jack played with a 3 year old boy who was there with his two fathers. In the car Jack was incredulous, “He has two fathers? No one can have two fathers!”

“Sure they can,” we both said and proceeded to explain about adoption and how couples come in all varieties.

It’s at this point in the narrative that I should remind you, dear reader, that Jack goes to a baptist pre-school. You just know that we’ll be getting an angry call tomorrow.