Head In The Sand

There are times when I feel sorry for creationists and their incrementally better-dressed cousins, intelligent design advocates.  It must take a tremendous act of willful ignorance to maintain blind adherence to an archaic worldview that is crumbling under the weight of an ever-growing mountain of scientific evidence.  Every week brings news of the unearthing of yet another marker on evolution’s long and winding road.  Why, it’s enough to make the average creationist want to cancel his/her newspaper subscription.  The effort to tune out the media’s coverage of discoveries of new fossils must be exhausting.  I wonder if they get migraines from the strain.  I’m offering an aspirin to the next creationist I meet, right before I start making denigrating remarks about their intelligence.