For those of you who love four (five, six, and seven) letter words as much as I do, consider yourselves victims of biology. That’s right — foul language seems to be a biological imperative. And here I was, scared shitless that I was personally to blame…
After expressing some concerns in my previous post, about mankind’s giant leap backward, I read an article about how museums are training staffers to handle visitors who put faith before fact. According to the piece, just over half the people in the U.S. reject the idea that humans evolved from other species. In many respects, faith serves as placeholder for answers while we search for truth. Accepting truth does not mean letting go of one’s faith, but rather redirecting it. Because blind faith is not just scary, it is (ironically) blinding.