Creation Moment 1/4/2022 - New Year's Resolution to Help Darwinians see the Light

All things are full of labor; man cannot utter it: the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. 

Ecclesiastes 1:8

Out with the old dogma, “It evolved!”
In with the new realism, “Just the Facts”

"This new year, help evolutionists come to grips with their bad habit of explaining everything with “It evolved.” It’s easy to assist them. Just follow up with, “But how?” If an evolutionist piles on more evolutionary

assumptions, like “it must have provided an evolutionary advantage in the past,” ask it again, or inquire how he knows that. Keep it up until he realizes he has an addiction of talking in circles. Let’s try that on some recent news items.

 

How does a spider weave its web? (University of Wisconsin-Madison). Reporter Kelly April Tyrrell in the UW press office, dutifully shlooping Darwinese from her keyboard as she was trained to do, weaves a web of Darwin storytelling through the eyes of a grad student, Emily Setton. When the student wants to understand the origin of an exquisite design—the spider’s web—she goes to the only source of understanding that she has learned: the little red book of King Charlie the Magnificent, who taught the Stuff Happens Law (SHL) to the masses and brought them enlightenment.

“I really wanted to understand how spiders make spinnerets, and how their legs may have been modified over time [SHL] to make them. What’s the genetic architecture of the web-weaving appendages?” says Setton. “I am interested in how you make novel structures — how do they evolve [SHL] and how does nature create novelty at the genetic level?”

Alas. Setton, one of the novitiates in the lab of Indoctrinator Prashant Sharma, fails to find the desired understanding.

“My advisor wants to know why daddy long legs (or harvestmen, which are not spiders) have long legs. I want to know: How do spiders weave webs?” Setton explains. “The answer is, we don’t know. We don’t know how silk is made or how the spinnerets and the spigots in spinner­ets are made, at the genetic level. There is so much we don’t know; my inner child wants to know.”

The Indoctrinator takes pity over the pleading eyes of the child. “The work is hard, and there’s virtually no playbook,” Tyrrell laments. So the Indoctrinator sends her student out to hunt tarantulas, hoping that the enlightenment may one day come.

By chance in the forest, the student may experience tiny sparks of understanding about the mysterious ways of chance. Perhaps they were just spontaneous flashes in her retina, but Setton may interpret them as fleeting glimpses of Darwinian insight, to use some future day as motivations to indoctrinate the next generation." CEH