I had a rather interesting conversation with someone close to me last night who I have always known to be one of the faithful. She explained that she had finally come to a point in her life where she believed in a loving and actively involved creator, but that the particular dogmas of her faith had long since fallen flat with her, and that she looked at so much of the theology as ridiculous rubbish. This made me happy. However, she then expressed that she similarly couldn’t believe other stories, like how we came from apes. This made me sad.
The near-perfect lack of understanding of evolution held by the masses frustrates me, because the lack of understanding leaves doubt in their minds. It was this same frustration that led to Boy Infidel and I starting this blog; reason is beautiful, and ignorance is unfortunate, and we wanted to do all in our power to promote the rational.



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I heard the broadest of broad strokes about this topic yesterday,
My very good friend Sarah has been struggling to have a baby. She and her husband have tried for a very long time with no results. From my own experience, I can relate to how frustrating this is. When my ex-wife and I married, we began the babymaking process, and for the ensuing four years were told flat-out that we would never have children. We dealt with fertility medication and a whole lot of frustration and agonizing depression, and then one day we wound up getting pregnant and having the first of our four children. Sarah’s story does not, at present, have as happy an ending. They have exhausted the traditional options and are now beginning the costly and I’m sure equally frustrating process of in vitro fertilization. I am very hopeful for them, and I know there are many people rooting for them.
Many years ago, my then-wife’s adoptive mother snapped at me about the topic of