11. “Why do evolutionists/secularists/huminists/non-God believing people reject the idea of their being a creator God but embrace the concept of inteligent design from aliens or other extra-terestrial sources?”
I’m disappointed that the photo doesn’t show 11’s face, because I’d love to see what kind of deranged, delusional idiocy is beaming out of it. Except it probably isn’t, is it? He probably looks completely normal. It’s the banality of insanity.
Of course, evolutionists and huminists (people who believe in the prime importance and value of humins) don’t believe any of this. Has 11 been reading science fiction novels and confusing them for academic theory? (It wouldn’t be unfair to point out he’s already made this mistake at least once.) Has he been confused by newspaper reports about some scientists’ claims of genetic material travelling through space on comets and meteors? (Possibly, but even the wackiest panspermia theories have nothing to do with aliens designing life on earth.) Has he been reading creationist dogma which makes these strawman claims about scientists? (This is by far the most likely.)
Whatever the reason for 11’s question, he’s basically a deeply confused and bewildered guy. Why do evolutionists embrace alien design? he wonders. But we could ask him the converse: Since you embrace intelligent design by god, why not by aliens too? After a bit of light-hearted banter, maybe we could all agree that none of us really believe in alien design after all. It was all a big misunderstanding. Hahaha, we laugh. There’s an awkwardly long pause. Then we kiss.
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