I think about this every time I brush my teeth, thanking the
evolutionary spirit for removing the 2, 3 rows of hundreds of triangular razor
blades that my great white shark ancestors realized they didn’t need once they
began to walk on land, for they are saving me loads of loot on toothpaste cost
by leaving me with my bicuspid and friends.
Here is the gaping hole in the key scientific equation
associated with this theory.
Assuming this 100M’th great-grand daddy of a single-cell 1.)
possessed the fundamental, biological properties of the current cell, and 2.)
originated in the sea, then one would logically conclude that this
oxygen-dependent organism derived its O2 from water, similar to a fish with
gills; its respiratory system extracted oxygen from water. Without this basic
physiological process, the cell would die. If you doubt that, go breathe under
water, and report back regarding how your cells react.
Where the theory shifts its dependence on science to hype is
when this cell “leapt from the water and onto land”, hence the first step in
its evolving to live as a land-based single cell organism, etc.
I ask you to spend your Friday afternoon trying to answer this: how
can a cell, whose respiratory system is completely dependent on water-based
oxygen derivation, survive long enough outside its water-based environment long
enough to pro-create? How long can a
“fish” survive out of water? Let’s reverse the process; how long can a monkey
survive under water? Do you think that when either species is desperately
seeking diffusion of its fundamental survival molecule from its blood it is
thinking about growing legs or consolidating them into a fin, or pro-creating
for that matter? Absolutely not. They are too busy dying.
The water-based single cell that leapt from the sea would
not have enough time, even if it were on a kamikaze sex mission, to pro-create
and support the evolutionary cycle, before it died. And the same goes for all
his buddies who wanted to be the first to feel the sand beneath their “someday”
toes. And even if it could ejaculate through whatever magical sex organ it has
in the evolutionists’ fairy tales in time before calling it, the recipient of
said semen would certainly die far early in the pregnancy cycle due to the same
oxygen-deprivation process her one-night’er next to her experienced.
It just flat out does not make any scientific sense.
I am not saying I know where humans came from. I don’t.
Nobody truly, with absolute certainly, knows, hence the constant investment of
time and energy into trying to figure it out and the arguments that accompany
debating the unknown. What I do know is that evolution overlooks some very
fundamental scientific evidence that supports its impossibility, and that is
all on which I can focus.
Did we come from God? I don’t know. But I do believe that a
pretty awesome something is responsible for our bodies, and it created us
separate from squawking, shit-throwing, lice-picking / eating, purple-assed
apes, and even they didn’t come from Johnny single-cell on the beach, either.
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